Success

Qin Churou brought the bowls, chopsticks, and dishes into the kitchen one by one.

Old Madam Qin leaned against the door and watched her wash.

These days, Qin Churou had been cleaning up the dishes at night. She was already very skilled.

But today, she was clearly absent-minded.

After Qin Churou finished washing the bowls and chopsticks, she wiped them dry with a cloth and placed them to the side.

With a crisp 'bang' sound, the bowl fell to the ground, shards shattering all over the floor.

Old Madam Qin swept a sharp gaze over.

She started scolding again, "As a woman, you're so clumsy. Your background isn't good, you don't know how to wash clothes and cook, and you're not good-looking enough. Tell me, who would dare to have you?"

"I really don't know what's good about you. Ah Hai actually treats you as his biological daughter. In my opinion, it was your acting skills of pretending to be weak and pitiful that deceived them."