Guo Xiuying snapped her mouth shut, shooting Zhang Minzhen a venomous glare.
Zhang Minzhen's expression turned cold, and her voice became icy. "Third Sister-in-law, I'm truly sorry. I never imagined adding eggs for you would make you so angry. It's my fault. I shouldn't have gone to the trouble of making you noodles with eggs. A simple bowl of noodles in plain broth would have been so much easier. And most importantly, no one would have had anything to complain about."
Even a worm will turn. After two years of living comfortably under the protection of her parents and eldest brother, Zhang Minzhen was no longer the timid little woman who only knew how to endure everything with little confidence. It was just that, for her parents' sake, she never liked to speak ill of her second brother, second sister-in-law, third brother, or third sister-in-law in front of them. She usually kept any dissatisfaction bottled up inside.
