Madam Zhao felt even worse when she saw how gentle and sensible Su Xiaoling was.
She did not want her daughter to suffer such grievances. It had not even started, and the Yan family was already trying to manipulate her. If they really succeeded, what kind of life would Su Xiaoling lead? Madam Zhao's heart ached just thinking about it.
She said resolutely, "Perhaps Auntie Yan has something on and can't come. It's fine. Let's not wait. We'll go in and offer incense before going home."
Her daughter was sensible. She could not let her suffer just because her daughter was sensible.
If the Yan Family wanted to manipulate her, she would be the first to disagree.
There was nothing wrong with her daughter, nor did she do anything wrong. She did not deserve this grievance.
As Madam Zhao spoke, she pulled Su Xiaoling into the temple.
