Across from Lin Wanyu sat a refined and elegant middle-aged matron.
The matron watched the crying Lin Wanyu with a frosty expression, radiating a furious aura that was chilling to behold.
She slammed her palm on the table and said, her voice laced with disappointment, "Cry, cry, cry! Is that all you know how to do?"
Then, the matron turned to the middle-aged man sitting beside her. "This is all your fault for spoiling her. She's completely out of control."
"Mom, please calm down. Isn't it a good thing that Sister Wanyu has found a new partner?"
The atmosphere grew awkward. Seeing this, a shrewd-looking young woman on the living room sofa, her eyes darting about, decided to speak up.
Lin Wanyu glanced up at her sister-in-law. She knew full well that the woman was only speaking up for her because she couldn't wait for Wanyu to get remarried and be gone.
And Wanyu knew this whole situation was her sister-in-law's fault to begin with.
