Auntie Sun refused to help him clarify, and Mo Xiaoqiang was helpless against her.
He stood up from the ground, and seeing the mess Butcher Yu had made of the house made him even more furious. He roared at Auntie Sun again, "Look at this mess, all because of you, you wretched woman! Go clean up right now. When father and mother come back from the wedding banquet tomorrow, you'll see what's coming to you."
Mo Xiaoqiang thought Auntie Sun would be like Madam Xie, who would endure even to her death and submit to her husband.
But he was wrong. Auntie Sun had been out in the world for several years and had met all kinds of people. She was someone who never let herself be taken advantage of.
Upon hearing Mo Xiaoqiang's words, her eyes widened in disbelief, "Husband, my arm was broken by your daughter, and not only do you not help me find a doctor, but you also expect me to do heavy work? Do you even have a conscience? Do you treat me as your wife, or as a servant?"
