Zhang Lijuan, of course, knew that they had wronged Tong Yao. She would never bow her head to Tong Yao if it weren't for their struggle to survive.
She had once coveted Tong Yao's husband. Now her life has come to this, she was the one who couldn't face Tong Yao. She was willing to swallow her pride and bow her head, while Si Boyi was still concerned about losing face. What was his dignity even worth?
Si Boyi stood in the courtyard, mixed emotions in his heart. How could he be unaware of the family's financial problems?
But how could he face Tong Yao and say those words?
"Brother, mom wants to talk to you." Si Xiaohui ran out of the house and stood at the doorstep calling out. She quickly turned around and went back inside.
Si Boyi walked into the house with a grim expression. Before he could even open his mouth, Lin Fengying picked up a pillow and threw it at him. "Are you two trying to drive me to an early grave?"