In the backyard of the Yan residence.
Zhao Mei'e saw that the villagers were still tactful and knew to take the initiative to leave, and her irritable mood improved a little.
However, when she thought of the people in the room, she was in a bad mood again. However, no matter how angry she was, she had to wrap things up.
However, she directly skipped Xiao Wanjin's room and didn't even have the mood to pay attention to him. He wasn't her son-in-law anymore. What was there to care about?
Moreover, the woman who climbed into the bed was the kind of slut that she hated the most. She might even be the biggest suspect.
Therefore, the two people in the room were the targets of her anger. Why should she bother with them? It had nothing to do with her.
Zhao Mei'e walked straight into Zhao Yuanlin's room. Seeing that the room was very quiet and that she didn't hear any movement, she couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
