No, she shook her head vigorously, firmly admitting she wasn't even as good as someone from the village! Hmph, in two or three days, you won't think she's all that great!
"Zhao Jieyun! How are you talking to our daughter? Is it that brat Sun Chan stirring things up?"
Zhao Jieyun ignored her husband's words, slammed the door, and left. There's nothing more to say about such a muddle-headed thing. All the reasoning has been clearly laid out, but Yang Dongfeng never remembers a word, not taking anything to heart. Really unbelievable.
Yang Dongfeng comforted his daughter, "I'll talk to your mom properly tomorrow. This woman has gotten muddle-headed with age. Don't worry about it, I will definitely make her reflect on her mistakes. You're my good daughter, much better than anyone else."
Yang Yun couldn't be bothered to say anything more to her father. All he ever did was say a few comforting words on the surface, which were of no use, and weren't worth her effort to please.
