"Little sis, you've misunderstood. We're not refusing to take care of Mom. Your sister-in-law… that's just how she talks. Don't take it to heart."
Zhang Qian gave Zhang Hui a cold look. "So you're saying you knew about this? You all planned this together?"
Zhang Hui's face flushed, and his eyes darted away as he hurriedly waved his hands. "No! What's there to plan? I'm her son. Of course I'll take care of her."
Zhang Qian scoffed. "But—there are conditions, right?"
Zhao Yunyun snorted. "We're poor. We can't afford to take on too much. And who are you to talk? How many times have you come back to see Mom and Dad since you went off to Beijing City? Has the family seen a single benefit from you? The only difference is that we say it to their faces. You, on the other hand, come rushing back from Beijing City… who knows what's really on your mind? Besides, Mom and Dad always favored you."
"Bullshit!" Hearing Zhao Yunyun's words, Zhang Qian completely lost her composure.
