Why does the shrew's curse work on the street?
Because there's a strange logic in the world. During a quarrel, whomever has the louder voice, the more ferocious appearance, or the least shame often easily gains the upper hand.
Chi Yue met Chi Zhongyong for the first time today and was quite enlightened, yet she felt a small sense of relief—
Fortunately, this father abandoned her; he didn't let her be raised by such a person, nor did he live with her. Otherwise, her life might have been warped.
Thinking this, Chi Yue no longer harbored resentments or felt emptiness. She relaxed completely, chuckled coldly a few times, and watched their performance lazily, as if watching a monkey show.
"What are you laughing at?" Chi Zhongyong felt as though her indifferent, laughing eyes were gouging at him, his cheeks burning with shame.
Face or money?
He chose the latter.
No matter what, for the sake of his youngest son, he had to bite off a piece of flesh from Chi Yue—
