Ye Yun clicked her tongue.

"Then you might as well give up on that idea. I'm afraid of dying if you have to serve me."

She could never forget how Li Xiuying, in her previous life, grabbed her hair and dragged her off the kang (a heated brick bed) while she was recovering from childbirth, and beat her.

"That's right, my sister-in-law has my mother, she doesn't need you, you ill-intentioned old woman!"

The fourth brother also spat.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiuying exclaimed, "Fine, fine, so that's what you think, right? You want to acknowledge Qin Xiang'e as your mother? Then you better remember this: I am Zhengzi's biological mother. Zhengzi can't let go of me. Do you believe I can make Zhengzi divorce you?"

Ye Yun stared at her coldly.

Li Xiuying snorted coldly, "Ye Yun, if you know what's good for you, invite me in now, and I'll pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, you can expect to be divorced. Then I'll have my son marry a dutiful wife. It'll be easy for my son to find a wife, but it won't be easy for a divorced woman like you to get married!"

"Qin Zheng is back."

Ye Yun wasn't angry; she looked down at her calmly and indifferently.

Li Xiuying: "Huh?"

“I said Qin Zheng is back.”

"Don't try to fool me!"

"Qin Zheng is really back!"

"Pah!" Li Xiuying retorted sharply, raising her chin and turning around to look behind her in disbelief. "So what if he really comes back? I'm his mother, I'm not afraid..."

he.

Her words came to an abrupt end.

Behind her, Qin Zheng stood at the intersection with Erdanzi, carrying a burlap sack in his hand, his eyes staring coldly at her.

"Li Xiuying, who are you trying to get divorced?"