Hu Yong's wife held her child in silence, not afraid of enduring hardships herself, but the thought of her child suffering along with her truly pained her heart.
Zhang Aiqin sneered and jeered at them for a while before finally walking away triumphantly, as if proud of her own wisdom.
After closing the door, Hu Yong's wife cradled her son tenderly, curling up in a corner of the sofa.
Marrying Hu Yong, she had never regretted. However, she really couldn't bear to let her son live such a life!
Not long after, there was a sudden barrage of urgent knocking on the door, accompanied by a cursing voice: "Zhang Aiyun, Zhang Aiyun, open the door for me, open it now!"
Hu Yong's wife, called Zhang Aiyun, hurriedly opened the door to find a fierce-looking woman standing at the entrance.
"Cousin-in-law, what's the matter?" Zhang Aiyun was somewhat intimidated.
The woman was Hu Yong's cousin's wife, who owned a laundry shop where Zhang Aiyun usually helped out.
