"If it's not your fault, then whose is it? Me running to reconcile with Xu Yang was why I decided to celebrate early with the girls. I couldn't reach you on the phone, and when I couldn't borrow money, I was forced to pawn my watch. You didn't succeed in getting back together with Xu Yang, and I couldn't get any money from him. That's why I had to sell the car to retrieve the watch, which led to such an incident."
Liu Yujuan was adamant, feeling no guilt at all—it was all Zhao Yulu's fault.
"You are being utterly unreasonable!" Zhao Yulu exclaimed in anger.
"What's unreasonable about that? I am stating the facts. Forget it; I didn't mean to blame you anyway," Liu Yujuan gestured dismissively, continuing her meal.
The infuriating conversation took Zhao Yulu's appetite away.
This was her own mother.
And yet, the blame was somehow on her.
"When the police catch the crooks, we can get the watch back, and everything will be fine," Liu Yujuan said.
