Zhou Lina looked at the time and realized it was almost the end of the workday. She quickly went downstairs and waited at the entrance of the building for Zhou Juan.
Sitting on a stool in the living room, Zhou Juan felt bombarded by the relentless scolding from Old Zhou and Old Madam Zhou—it was giving her a headache.
At this moment, she truly felt like dying. Although Zheng Weijian later admitted that he had mentioned it, Mother Zheng finally let her off the hook.
But her face was swollen from the slapping, and what was most important was that her fingernail had scratched her face.
In such hot weather, she didn't know whether it would leave a scar. If it did, wouldn't that be disfiguring?
Internally, Zhou Juan cursed Mother Zheng with every vile insult she could think of. She decided that for now, she'd play by their rules and let them have their way.
