"Chunyan," Jie Jingwei said, his heart aching for her. He was well aware of how much Xu Chunyan had supported her family after their marriage. To hear his mother-in-law call her an ungrateful wretch was already excessive. And telling her to go hang herself? 'Is that something a mother should say to her own daughter?'
"Boo hoo hoo..." Xu Chunyan cried out loud. Pained, Jie Jingwei pulled her into his arms. Xu Chunyan wept against his chest. "Jing Er, I'm not an ungrateful wretch, I'm not..."
Just as Jie Jingwei was about to offer some words of comfort, a discordant, mocking voice cut in.
"Well, well! What do we have here? Staging a melodrama about a mother and daughter turning on each other?" Qin Mei taunted.
Jie Jingjue pushed open the courtyard gate. Qin Mei stood there, one arm folded, leaning lazily against the doorframe.
They had been back for a while, eavesdropping at the gate the entire time.
