Seeing Zhao Xinmei get angry, Chen Bin was scared and kept apologizing.
"Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong! I was just thinking that you haven't done it for so long, you must be thinking about that thing, so..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Xinmei directly threw a pillow over.
"If Old Lady really wanted to do that, don't I have hands, why would I need you here causing a scene?"
"Getting angry isn't good for the child, I really know I was wrong..."
"Get out!"
Faced with Zhao Xinmei's angry rebuke, Chen Bin trembled all over and slunk out of the room.
Originally, he wanted to take advantage of Wang Jun's death to win Zhao Xinmei over in one fell swoop.
Who would have thought things would develop like this?
Wandering around the living room for a while, Chen Bin eventually felt a bit unwilling.
Yet when he reached out to turn the handle of the master bedroom door, he found it was locked from the inside.
