Lin Shuya's face stiffened, and her head turned stiffly.
When she saw Old Madam Qin, she subconsciously bent her back a little. She had gotten used to being taught by Old Madam Qin all these years, and she began to fear Old Madam Qin.
Meeting Old Madam Qin's sharp eyes, Lin Shuya explained in a panic, "Mom, I just asked Brother Hai about some things. I didn't complain."
Old Madam Qin glared at Lin Shuya and snorted coldly, "My ears are still fine. I'm not deaf yet. You just complained to Ah Hai on the phone, saying that I despise you for not having a son. You said that I planted garlic in the living room and fertilized the house."
Beads of sweat appeared on Lin Shuya's forehead.
Old Madam Qin continued, "Lin Shuya, I'm doing this at my son's house. Is it bothering you? If you're unhappy, move out. If you have the ability, divorce Ah Hai. There are many women who want to join my old Qin family."
