Xie Wenhui and Jiao Tao couldn't be more disheartened.
If it weren't for the child in Jiao Tao's belly, Xie Wenhui would have dearly loved to slap her hard several times.
Jiao Tao despised the ruthless and heartless Senior Master Xie and the utterly useless Senior Madame Xie.
After she married into the family, she had done quite a lot to win the favor of Senior Master Xie and Senior Madame Xie.
Especially Senior Madame Xie.
To win her heart, she patiently accompanied Senior Madame Xie shopping, walking, and chatting every day—more patience than she had ever had with her own mother.
Heaven knows how she, a young woman in her twenties, could tolerate an endlessly nagging, clueless old lady.
If it weren't for her aim to gain a firm footing in the Xie Family, would she have wasted so much time on a dying old woman?
She had thought she was doing well and succeeding, but now she realized that all her past efforts were in vain.
She felt so nauseated that she wanted to vomit blood.
