Irritated by Wei Qingyue and Mother Xiao's rejection, Su Meiling slammed her teacup onto the table with a loud thud and said, "Sister-in-law, it's clear you have no intention of helping me. I don't know what I have done to deserve this hostility from you all these years."
Mother Xiao snorted and retorted, "Su Meiling, your shamelessness knows no bounds. We all know who has treated whom with hostility."
"Just because your husband confessed to me in our youth, you have hated me for decades. Su Meiling, you even have a grandson now—can't you let go of the past?"
Su Meiling glared at her and replied through gritted teeth, "Zhao Xirui, it's easy for you to say that because you have no idea what I have endured!"
Mother Xiao nodded, and said with a steady tone, "You are right. I don't know about your relationship with your husband. But I have never had any ambiguity with Second Brother. Even before I married, I rejected him outrightly."