Qiao Xiaomai quickened her steps and caught up with Zhang Family's matriarch, grabbing her by the shoulders, "What do you think you're doing?"
Caught again by her, the matriarch of the Zhang Family was annoyed and struggled fiercely, "I'm disciplining my son, what's it to you!"
"He is not just your son; he is also my husband, Qiao Xiaomai. Of course, I have a say."
"Today, you tricked me and Scholar Tong into coming here, expecting Scholar Tong to pay for today's feast. All of Zhang Family's people are here; why should he, a mere cousin, pay for his cousin's feast expenses?"
"If you had no money, you shouldn't have pretended to be rich at the Extreme Flavor House!"
"Always finding ways to trap your own son! Is Scholar Tong really your flesh and blood?"
