Niu Guiyuan watched coldly as the mother and son before her put on a show of deep affection. She hadn't anticipated that her mother-in-law would turn out to be such a duplicitous person—the one who used to declare she'd treat her like her own daughter was now rubbing salt in her wounds right in front of Quanzhong. Ha, what irony!
Had it been her old self, she would have surely fired back. But now, her heart was dead. The only thing she wanted was for Junjun to return; nothing else mattered to her.
Seeing Niu Guiyuan's lack of response, the old lady cried even harder, incessantly blaming herself, which was really aggravating to listen to.
Sisi could hardly stand listening any longer, but she couldn't take the lead for Niu Guiyuan. After all, she was an outsider and it wasn't her place to judge another family's domestic affairs, and no matter what, this old lady was Niu Guiyuan's mother-in-law. They were family—she had no right or stance to criticize them.
