"Think about it carefully. The family that Miao Fengying later married into was quite well-off. What is their family like now, and what is the Miao family like now? She's sucking the blood of her husband's family to feed her own family!"

As soon as Old Lady Wu finished speaking, Huang Xiaofu grabbed her, pulled her up, and held her collar tightly, his eyes fierce.

"Stop slandering Fengying. If it weren't for you, we could have been loving and happy together for the rest of our lives."

Tears streamed down Wu's face as Huang Xiaofu's hateful and disgusted expression was deeply reflected in her eyes.

"I'm doing this all for your own good..."

"Shut up! Do you know how much I hate hearing you say that? From childhood to adulthood, all you ever use is that phrase to morally blackmail us brothers."

"Can a simple 'it's for our own good' erase the fact that you impose your will on us and cause us pain?"

Huang Xiaofu threw Wu Laotai to the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever wants to take care of it, can take care of it! It has nothing to do with me!" Then he left without looking back.

Huang Xiaoguo looked down at Old Lady Wu and chuckled, "Mom, as you said, my third brother and I didn't finish our studies and are not very successful. We can't even afford to eat, so we really can't take care of you."

He winked at Huang Xiaomin and quickly left. He was just going along with what Old Lady Wu was saying, not trying to shirk any responsibility, right?

Huang Xiaomin was still stunned when Li Jin'e, receiving a signal, pulled him away hastily.

Old Mrs. Wu was thrown by her second son, Huang Xiaofu, and a piercing pain shot through her waist. Her vision went black, and when she came to, all she could see were a pair of feet.