"I am doing this for your own good, how can you not appreciate it?" Wang Meifeng's face turned beet red as she stared at Chuxia with indignation, "If it were someone else's matter, I wouldn't bother to intervene."
"Chuxia, apologize to your sister," Zhao Yulan said sternly to her daughter, "Regardless of whether you agree with your sister's opinion or not, you cannot speak to her with that attitude, understand?"
"My attitude may have been wrong, but what I said is the truth," Chuxia refused to admit she was in the wrong.
With a frown, Wang Meifeng turned to Zhao Yulan: "Aunt, you and Uncle have really spoiled Chuxia rotten. If you don't start disciplining her properly, she won't do well in any family she marries into."
