Seeing her son and daughter-in-law arguing, Grandma Jiang wanted to calm things down first. After all, it's New Year's Eve, a day for reunion, and all the younger generations are home. What does all this quarreling look like?
But Zheng Zhen was clearly unwilling; she felt a belly full of grievances.
"Mom, I know you haven't liked me all these years, but after all, I did give the Jiang Family two sons and a daughter. If not merit, there should at least be hard work. Yet, after all this time, you still don't treat me as one of your own." Zheng Zhen stared at Grandma Jiang's breathless appearance and couldn't hold back her anger. Who was she pretending for? "Today, if it weren't for your insistence on inviting that vixen, would there be all this trouble? Knowing I dislike her, you favor her. Are you intentionally going against me?"
