That day, because she had changed her personality and directly confronted her direct supervisor, Mei Wei, Mei Wei kept giving her trouble all day long. However, she refused all tasks outside of her job duties and left work on time, practicing her refusal to work overtime.

Mei Wei stared at her retreating figure with a gloomy expression: "Song Xia, don't think I'll be intimidated by you. Do you think you can handle the company all by yourself? If you don't stay and work overtime, you're harming the company's interests, and you'll have to take full responsibility."

Song Xia turned around and smiled: "Manager Mei, before you say these things, please take a look at our country's labor law. You only ask me to work overtime without mentioning overtime pay. You can't threaten me."

"If you leave today, don't come back tomorrow."

She waved her hand, which made her other colleagues envious. But if she really resigned, wouldn't they have to do all the messy work in the future?

The group exchanged glances, then glared at the two who had given Song Xia extra work that morning and snorted coldly. If it weren't for their rudeness, would Song Xia have quit? Moreover, knowing that Song Xia's family was not doing well, they still gossiped about her to her face, and who knows if they had really said a lot about her behind her back.

The two men had to lower their heads and pretend to work because of the suspicious looks from others. They were both angry at Song Xia for suddenly acting out and afraid that she would really leave.

After all, this lousy company doesn't offer many benefits, but it has a lot of trouble. In the past, all those troublesome tasks were pushed onto Song Xia to do. Now that Song Xia is gone, how will they slack off?

Aren't you facing family difficulties, conflicts, and financial strain? Why don't you cherish this job?

Because of the things Song Xia pushed out, and because Mei Wei, the manager who cared a lot about his reputation, assigned too many tasks at the last minute, these people didn't get off work until after 9 p.m. They were all listless and didn't want to say another word.

They desperately hoped that Song Xia's words during the day were just said in anger, and that she would apologize to Supervisor Mei tomorrow.

However, Song Xia felt she hadn't done enough today, so she started making a scene again after returning home.

"Song Xia, why aren't you cleaning the house or cooking? What are you smashing?" Sun Xiurong got out of bed with a headache. She didn't dare to go out today. If she did, she would be met with disdainful and disgusted looks from her old neighbors, who would ask her what kind of malicious thoughts she had. It was so torturous.

Sun Xiurong felt a tightness in her chest, unable to exhale. What did it mean to torment someone? Weren't the wives of her generation even more miserable than Song Xia is now?

Unfortunately, these words only drew more criticism from others, who said that in this day and age, she no longer eats bran and sweet potatoes every day, yet she still uses old-fashioned methods to demand things of others. They said that even in the old days, mistreating one's wife would be subject to gossip.

Surrounded by people lecturing her, Sun Xiurong could only slink home and lie down. She lay there for a whole day, her whole body aching.

She thought Song Xia would apologize to her when he came back and then continue doing housework and serving her. Who would have thought that the mess from yesterday hadn't even been cleaned up yet, and now that he's back, it's started all over again.

"What are you smashing? You smashed my job, so I'll smash yours too." Song Xia picked up the bowls from the cupboard and smashed them on the ground one by one, yelling wildly as she did so. "Now that you and Qin Yuping have ruined my job, are you happy?"

"What do you mean you lost your job? You're an adult, how can you lose your job? Isn't that your own problem?"

"If you and Qin Yuping hadn't caused trouble at my company, would my boss have been able to stand it and yell at me?" Song Xia sat down on the sofa after smashing the object, looking at her coldly. "Now that I've lost my job, you'll have to support me from now on."

"I'll support you?" Sun Xiurong pointed at herself. "Song Xia, are you kidding me? Why should I support you?"

"I don't care if my job is gone or not. I have a monthly salary of 4,500 yuan. Either you give it to me or Qin Yuping gives it to me."

"You're dreaming!" Sun Xiurong trembled with anger, never expecting her to be so shameless.

Song Xia lay straight down on the sofa: "If you don't give it to me, I won't do anything in the future, I'll just stay at home eating and drinking all day."

Sun Xiurong's hands kept trembling: "Listen to what you're saying, are you even human? You're still staying at home, ready to eat and drink my food, how can you be so shameless? Otherwise, let everyone judge for themselves."

“Okay!” Song Xia replied quickly, her eyes gleaming as she looked at her. “Let’s see who’s right, you or me. I’m not afraid of being laughed at. After all, I’ve been the one being exploited all these years. I lost my job this time because you guys were unreasonable and wanted to stand up for Qin Jiawei. Let’s see who everyone is on.”

She was about to open the door and spread the news when Sun Xiurong shouted at her to stop.

"Stop right there! What do you want?"

“I told you, you made me lose my job, so you have to compensate me with 4,500 yuan of my salary every month from now on.”

Sun Xiurong gritted her teeth: "You want to get four thousand five hundred yuan from me every month without doing anything?"

"You didn't do anything? You're really good at lying through your teeth. Who did all the housework before?"

Sun Xiurong's eyes flickered: "If you stay at home and don't go out to find a job, you won't be worth four thousand five hundred yuan."

She had actually thought about it today. She couldn't let Song Xia keep making a scene like this. She decided to give her some money to keep things stable for the time being and coax her to continue managing the household. Spending some money was better than working herself to the bone and getting sick. Especially with all the broken pieces on the floor and her grandson's picky mouth, she really had a headache.

Moreover, spending a little money can shut up those gossipy old women outside.

She then said in a condescending tone, "Here's a thousand. Don't think it's too little. Go out and ask around; which mother-in-law still gives money to her daughter-in-law?"

Song Xia scoffed and retorted, "No mother-in-law would deliberately ruin her daughter-in-law's job and make her responsible for all of her stepson's living expenses! What daughter-in-law is as foolish as me, working hard and supporting a group of people with no blood relation?"

Sun Xiurong's heart sank when she saw Song Xia's expression. Was Song Xia about to give up? That wouldn't do. She was an old woman and couldn't take care of her grandson. As for her grandson's biological mother, she was just a nice-talking person who was extremely selfish. Her daughter was already married, so there was no need to mention her.

After analyzing the situation, she realized that she really couldn't let Song Xia get away. Otherwise, she would lose her son and where would she find such an easy-to-scare and hardworking woman again?

"Two thousand, that's my bottom line. You have to be responsible for all household expenses until you find your next job."

Song Xia accepted it without a word. Why not take it? As for covering household expenses? Did she even agree to that?

The money in her hands is hers; this is a principle that Sun Xiurong has personally taught her over the years.