"By the way, who did you have a fight with?"

"Besides your relatives, there's also my wife's grandfather, who is your husband, right?"

"No wonder. If your husband and you were doing well, he certainly wouldn't want you to have given birth to his child and not even be able to have a proper postpartum period. Sigh, you're really unlucky. No wonder you're so jealous of others who have a good postpartum period!"

"Of course, that's another tangent."

Qin Zheng chuckled and said logically, "You want my wife to come see you? You're really not qualified. Let me put it this way: even my own mother wouldn't warrant her to bother looking at me. Who do you think you are, to deserve her bringing her child to see you?"

A barrage of criticism ensued.

Throughout the entire process, Qin Zheng wore a faint smile on his face, speaking as if he were having a casual chat, but every word he uttered revealed his mockery of Old Lady Mu.

The faint smile on his face was, in Old Lady Mu's eyes, a deep mockery.

As Qin Zheng uttered his words, Old Mrs. Mu's breathing became more and more rapid. What she could not accept most in her life was that her husband did not love her, took her to court, and then abandoned her and her son after the incident!

Now, Qin Zheng's words, one by one, pierced her heart like sharp swords.

"You, you..."

Grandma Mu pointed at Qin Zheng upstairs, feeling a sharp pain in her chest. Before she could even scold Qin Zheng, she clutched her chest in pain.

Qin Zheng stared at him calmly.

He remained expressionless in the face of the old lady's outburst; he was never a kind-hearted person to begin with.

Did he want to make things difficult for his wife?

Then don't blame him for being impolite.

Old man, don't you even look in the mirror and see if you're worthy?