The husband's harsh words left her momentarily flustered, but after a few breaths, she calmed down a bit, though still defiant at heart.
"But..."
She had just begun to speak when her husband interrupted her.
"No buts, go and pack up." Ming Shan didn't want to hear any more excuses. Using his uninjured arm, he picked up the bowl of porridge and started drinking, ignoring his wife's unspoken words.
Yang Ying stormed out of the room angrily. She couldn't understand why Brother Yang sided with an outsider, or why even her own husband was like this. It was utterly absurd.
She was the closest to them! She was only looking out for them, planning for the future, for their children to have a better life. Why couldn't they understand?
Her heart was filled with imbalance, and her resentful gaze gradually turned venomous. Why should she hand over her hard-won power to someone else?
Ming Shan didn't expect that his advice to his wife would backfire so badly.
