The chubby lady curled her lips in disdain, "I am not the type to meddle often, but I can't bear to stand by any longer today. I remember when your family was lively and cheerful with the townsfolk. Now, you shamelessly steal men and even use Zhinian's things."
Tang Zhinian scoffed at her words, acting as though he appreciated the sympathies extended towards him. However, these 'sympathies' felt more like slap after slap on his face. He felt like he was made a fool. His humiliation was so intense, it seemed to flower like green fur on his head.
Initially, he didn't want to pursue this matter. But after hearing those remarks, and when he saw his little daughter cradled in his brother's arms, his anger flared up, resolute and firm.
His decision stood - he would move these things today. He wasn't going to let other people mock him further or give away the things belonging to his household. Zhinian might be honest, but he certainly wasn't a fool.
