Xu Zhiyong was tongue-tied.
"Mom, what do you mean by this?"
Old Madam was so angry she wanted to shove her foolish son back into her womb and remake him: "What do I mean? Don't you understand? It's your wife who gave all the money you earned to her parents' home."
"Is that possible?"
Xu Zhiyong still couldn't believe it.
"Then let me ask you, where has the money you earned gone? Did your wife spend it on another man?"
Old Madam's words were even less polite now.
Xu Zhiyong's face turned ashen: "Mom, please don't speak nonsense, my wife is not that kind of person."
Fine, Old Madam closed her eyes and waved her hand: "You can go."
With his face full of doubts, Xu Zhiyong left.
Old Madam waited for him to leave before opening her eyes, then showed a bitter smile: "Useless dog can't be helped."
When it was time to sleep at night, Old Madam wouldn't let Old Master sleep, pinching him awake as soon as he closed his eyes.
"What are you doing?"
