Hearing He Zhenzhen's words, Old Lady Zhou frowned.
"Enough, focus on your work and cut the chatter."
He Zhenzhen, unconcerned, laughed mockingly, "Yes, after all, we still have work to do, while some people are sent back home, only to be useless freeloaders."
Yue Xiaofang glared at her, "Who are you calling useless?"
"Whoever is useless knows it themselves. Not only giving birth to a child that caused a loss but also getting that child killed, if such a person isn't useless, then who is?"
She pinpointed Yue Xiaofang's soft nature, repeatedly calling her useless, her words spewing out like a machine gun.
However, she did not expect Yue Xiaofang to rush over and slap her hard across the face.
The crisp sound echoed in the courtyard, and He Zhenzhen covered her face, her eyes wide with shock.
She never imagined that Yue Xiaofang could have such a moment of strength.
The extreme surprise even made her forget to fight back immediately.