As soon as she finished speaking, Shangguan Furong glared at Zhao Shen, "You go away too! Standing here like a nail! It's so annoying!"
If it were another man whose wife got hit, he would definitely fight back immediately!
But Zhao Shen, he doesn't even dare to fart!
Just like a waste!
"Alright," Zhao Shen nodded and responded, following old Lady Zhao out of the room.
As the mother and son left the room, Old Lady Zhao sighed, "Shenbao! When will you be able to stand up for yourself?"
"Mom, Furong's temper is a bit strong, but her heart is kind," Zhao Shen said, helping Old Lady Zhao down the stairs, "She hasn't mistreated you, nor did she keep you deprived."
Old Lady Zhao helplessly shook her head.
Isn't a bad temper a flaw?
In all of Beijing, which daughter-in-law would arbitrarily command her mother-in-law?
Old Lady Zhao has worked all her life for the Zhao family, only to have to rely on others in the end, and put up with Shangguan Furong's changing moods every day.
