"But... but you agreed to it too," Hao Fang said with little confidence.
Bai Jianguo grabbed her by the collar of her clothes and questioned her fiercely, "I agreed? When did I ever agree to any of this? Huh, did I consent to you hitting my mom, or did I say it was okay for you to not feed her? All I agreed to was for the old lady to move into the small room at the back, what else did I consent to? Go on, tell me, you claim you have evidence or witnesses—just empty words from your mouth as if I, Bai Jianguo, said those things. Go out and ask around; see who would believe you.
"I am the old lady's own son; who would believe you over me! Do you believe that if I divorced you, making you leave the house with nothing, everyone would still applaud me, saying I did well? They'd call me a good son, a filial son, who kicked out a disrespectful daughter-in-law for his own mother. Guess if that would add another layer to Bai Jianguo's reputation.
