Zhang Zhaodi was dumbstruck; these days, she had been unhappy and irritable.
Knowing that Liao Jun was extremely dissatisfied with the old couple, the old lady was also fuming with anger, "What, you even have the nerve to be angry?"
"Xiao Bin has grown up so much; have you and your spouse ever contributed living expenses?"
"Have you two ever bought something for the family?"
"Throughout the year, how much have you honored us with?"
"All I hear is your wife complaining about not having enough money, and I want to know where your money is going."
"If you weren't so extravagant, who knows how much money you'd have saved by now."
"If you can't afford an apartment, I think even buying two modest cottages would be possible."
"I'm telling you, Liao Jun, your father and I managed to raise you and your two siblings without the help of the elderly, and even held weddings for you all,"
"We even bought two houses, but look at you."
