Mother Dong pleaded with tears and cajoling, "Jiaojiao, your father is doing this for your good. For so many years, I have trusted your father's judgement. He won't be wrong. He said there's a problem with the man surnamed Feng, so he definitely wouldn't take things lightly."
Dong Yujiao, irritated by her mother's crying, irately said, "You all claim to be looking out for my interests, but have you ever considered how I feel? I don't like Zhou Pingyuan, yet my father insists on making me marry him. Haven't I complied with your wishes? But, tell me, how am I better off? How am I?"
"I liked Han Dongchen so much back then, why wouldn't you let me marry him? Now you're once again claiming it's for my own good. What's the use of all this so-called concern when I like Feng Jianbin and want to be with him?"
