Vote for monthly tickets, monthly tickets, monthly tickets, important things must be said thrice.
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Luo Zhiyong thought about it and felt that what Fang Pingying analyzed made sense indeed.
He knew his own mother's temperament very well; these years, she had been thoroughly spoiled by Luo Dashan, thinking the whole world should revolve around her and she would get whatever she wanted.
Especially when it came to her daughter-in-law, he guessed she wouldn't compromise easily.
Not to mention the issue of money, even if Fang Pingying were to take charge, his mother would still find ways to make trouble. By then, Fang Pingying would likely have an even harder time dealing with her.
Even if Fang Pingying could handle her, who would have the time to quarrel with her every day? It would be better to let her face some hardships so that she would back down eventually.
But Luo Zhiyong also felt heartache for his wife, feeling that this would be too much of a grievance for her.
