"Madam Xie, please go home, take your medication, and then come talk to me. What do you mean by saying you want me and him to reconcile? Who do you think I, Mo Sanniang, am? One of the maids from the Xie family? Someone you can summon or dismiss at will? I admit, I used to like Xie Zhiyuan, so I could tolerate all the difficulties and even insults from you for his sake. But now things are different. I despise your son, I even wish he were dead, wishing he'd live through hell every day! Having that shrew Ma Xiaoqian wrapping him around her finger, tormenting him, makes me feel even sweeter than honey, even happier!"
Mo Sanniang narrowed her eyes. She knew that some of the words she said didn't truly reflect her feelings, but to make these persistent people give up, she had to speak as harshly as possible. She couldn't afford to waste any more emotions on this Xie family, not worth it!
