Seeing her fall silent, Sun Miaoxue muttered a few more words before she continued to wail her complaints to the old master one by one. That posture seemed to suggest she was about to cry down the Great Wall.
The old master was pestered to the point of a headache, it had been several days now, and this was not her first time causing trouble. His eldest son was useless too, irritated by the nagging, he tried to scold her a bit, only to be shut up by Sun Miaoxue's sharp tongue, leaving him without the power to rebut. What a sin.
The old master rubbed his temples and suddenly bellowed, "That's enough, do you even resemble a wife or a mother? If you don't learn to restrain yourself, from now on, you might as well not step through the Gu Family's door."
