She took two quick steps to get close to Yue Fuguang and said, "Good child, it's all my fault. Please forgive your mother and your sister Rou'er."

She tried to take Yue Fuguang's hand, but Yue Fuguang rudely dodged it, not even trying to cover for her.

A look of resentment flashed in Madam Sun's eyes, but she quickly put on a pitiful and sorrowful expression and said, "Good girl, please plead for your mother and your sister."

"Please, Father, don't send my daughter and me to the countryside. Otherwise, if word gets out, how will your sister ever get married? You're sisters; it won't look good for your reputation."

Yue Fuguang smiled and said, "Third Madam, my sisters can be Ning Xin, Ning Zi, or Ning Lin, but they can never be Yu Ningrou. As for reputation, you are not afraid, so why should I be afraid!"

Seeing Yue Fuguang's words, her face darkened even more; realizing that soft tactics weren't working, she decided to resort to force.

She adopted the air of an elder, displeased, and said, "It's all because of you that Rou'er and I ended up in this world. As your daughter and sister, how can you bear to watch us suffer? This is the greatest act of filial impiety, you..."

"Enough, Madam Sun. If you continue to make trouble, I'll have my third son give you a divorce letter, and you can take this fake back to your Sun family."

Seeing that her words were becoming increasingly outrageous, the old lady finally couldn't help but threaten her.

"Also, we in Fuguang don't have a sister with the surname Zhou. Although she's not yet on the family tree, she's already the eldest daughter of the main branch, and she doesn't have you as her mother."

Yue Fuguang readily obliged, calling out, "Third Aunt!"

Sun was almost thrown off balance by the word "Third Aunt".