Back home, Wang Zhao and Han Minjia started arguing. Han Minjia, who was also concerned about her image, slammed the door shut.

However, the neighbors still heard it, and eventually everyone in the compound knew about their family's situation.

"What do you mean? Are you getting tough now and giving me attitude?"

"What do I mean? What do you mean? How did you just do that? Do you even act like a mother-in-law?"

“The other day they were saying I wasn’t as good as Guo Jinyou, picking on me from all sides, but you don’t even realize that you’re not much better than Zhou Zhenting’s mother.”

"When you talk about others, think about yourself too. Don't always blame others for things. Focus less on others' faults and more on your own."

"I may not be as good as Guo Jinyou, but I have never thought that I am bad. Please say less of this in the future, so that I don't lose face for you."

"I'm also my parents' precious child. I do housework and cook for you every day, and you're still not satisfied? What are you thinking?"

Han Minjia didn't expect Wang Zhao to be so formidable today. He came in and started arguing with her right away, and his voice was so loud that even the neighbors next door must have heard it.

Today was truly a day of humiliation, which was hard for Han Minjia, who always cared a lot about her image, to accept.

"What kind of attitude is this? What kind of attitude is this towards me? I knew you'd been faking it all along. It's a pity no one else knows," Han Minjia shouted.

“Whether this is my problem or your problem, you know the answer in your heart. We must separate the family. There is no room for discussion on this matter,” Wang Zhao shouted.

"You're dreaming. You think you can make this family listen to you? You're a bit too early. I'm not someone to be trifled with."

“If you don’t want to stay in this house, just tell me. I won’t keep you. Leave now,” Han Minjia shouted.

"Fine, I'll leave then. Do you think I want to stay? You've got a lot on your mind. I'm packing my things now and leaving. Let's see how you regret it."

After packing his things, Wang Zhao slammed the door and left, leaving a crowd of neighbors waiting to watch the spectacle.

"Wang Zhao, what are you doing? Where are you taking these things?" the neighbor asked.

“I can’t stay in this house anymore. I feel so wronged. Aunt Gao, you know I’m a treasure in my own home, but I’m being mistreated every day in the Han family. I’ve had enough of this today, and I’m leaving now.”

"I think only my departure can make this family happy," Wang Zhao said, then left in tears.

The people around were also talking about it, but they didn't dare to speak too loudly, for fear of displeasing Han Minjia, after all, the Han family was quite powerful.

"Xiaojia, what are you doing? Your Wang Zhao is a good boy. Why are you two arguing like this? What will you do when your son comes back?"

"You can judge a person by their appearance. She looks nice, but now you all see her true colors."

"I'm so heartbroken. I've been so good to her, and this is how it's turned out. Aunt Gao, I feel so wronged."

People said this to her, but they didn't really believe it. Wang Zhao was usually a very good person, and everyone could see that.

It seems something happened today that made Wang Zhao lose his temper; they all know what happened.

"Alright, Xiaojia, your son will be home from school soon, so hurry up and get ready."