Wu Pingxuan angrily glared at her third sister-in-law.
"Third sister-in-law, what do you mean by this? Saying such things, you are deliberately rubbing salt into my wounds. Is it that I don't want to have children? Over the years, I don't know how many medicines I've taken, how many surgeries I've had? But still, there's no cure."
Wu Pingjing also glanced at his wife; his son is his wife's lifeblood, and surely her words have upset his wife. Otherwise, she wouldn't say such things.
But it's also his sister, after all, both palms and backs of one's hands are flesh.
"Alright, your sister-in-law didn't mean it, she's just concerned about you."
Wu Pingxuan angrily complained, "Third sister-in-law, is this really concern? Why do I hear a bit of schadenfreude! If you were truly concerned, wouldn't you help me find a specialist for this issue, instead of stabbing me with your words?"
She wouldn't let it go.
Xu Meng calmly picked up her tea.
