Yuan Dahai, standing at the door, saw Qin Ximei struggling to get up and quickly stepped over. He grabbed Qin Ximei and threw her onto the bed with force, angrily cursing, "You wicked woman, is there anything you can't do?"
Wen Xiuqing quietly watched Yuan Dahai finish scolding Qin Ximei before slowly saying, "I came today, not to settle accounts with you, but to tell you that I'm tired. I don't want to wrangle with you anymore. I have Little Mo Wang now. I can't ignore my family anymore because of my past hatred. I owe them too much. I've put too much thought into the past."
Yuan Dahai looked at Wen Xiuqing with a face full of shame, "Sister-in-law, I will give you an explanation for this matter, don't worry."
Wen Xiuqing shook her head, "No need. Nothing is more pitiful than her miserable end. I was blinded with resentment and missed so much."
Qin Ximei wailed, "Yuan Dahai, listen to her. She made our two daughters jailed, and you just don't care? Are you still a father?"
