Xia Xinshan said disdainfully, "Have you no shame? After being with another man for so long, you still have the nerve to come back to me. Am I a rag-picker or something? And haven't you always looked down on me? What, you can't live without me anymore?"
It was the first time Xia Xinshan had ever spoken such harsh words.
Even Zhu Feng was momentarily stunned.
She stood at the door, motionless and silent. She wanted to see how this woman would respond.
Regrettably, both had underestimated just how thick-skinned Whang Xiaoman could be.
Even though her face was red with anger and her teeth clenched, her feet did not move an inch outside the door.
A few moments later, Whang Xiaoman pitifully looked at Xia Xinshan and begged in a low voice, "For the sake of Xique, let me come in to warm up and give me a place to stay.
I won't be any trouble to you; this time, I promise to do laundry, cook, and clean without acting like before..."
