"Since she doesn't appreciate it, there's no need to save face for her," he said. "Since you've rejected the opportunity and insist on making this house restless, then you no longer need to come here. Pack up your things and leave immediately."
Geng Mingli, who had been listening at the kitchen door for a while, was so angry she felt like dying. She could tell her husband was truly furious this time, and even though the incident with Yueryuer stealing jewelry had occurred before, he had probably still cared about saving her face and hadn't gone to extremes.
But now, she feared Yueryuer would never easily enter the courtyard again. That foolish child had truly ruined years of her efforts and even dragged her son into the mess.
She quickly gave a few instructions and left the living room, pretending to be unaware of what had transpired outside: "Old Lu, tidy up and get ready for dinner."
Cui Yueyue's eyes brimmed with tears: "Mom, Dad is driving me away."