Shocking! The Forced Village Youth is a Beijing White Rich Beauty

A fire in the villa burned Lu Wanqing and her husband alive. As she died, she felt a fierce struggle in her belly, her three precious babies... Who could be so cruel? She roared in despair...

Chapter 80 Your husband only has eyes for you

"Forget it then, your husband only has eyes for you!" Snowball was very self-aware.

Zhao Xiaolan, on the other hand, was munching on a crab, occasionally tossing it a little meat. It was worth it for the crab to have kept her company and played with her all this time.

Just as they were enjoying their meal, the aroma of crab wafted into the east room, whetting Lin Gou Dan's appetite.

He shoveled at the porridge in his bowl and said, "Mom, it's been so long since we've had meat at home. The neighbors are eating crabs again. Go get a few."

Wang Xiuqin was so angry that she hit him hard on the head with her chopsticks: "All you know is how to eat! Why don't you go ask for some? If you hadn't squandered all the family's money, we wouldn't be eating porridge every day."

Lin Gou Dan, still furious after being hit, yelled at Lin Xiao Cui, who hadn't shown her face since finishing her homework, "Xiaocui, you're on good terms with the neighbors, go ask them for it."

Lin Xiaocui, who was suddenly called out, found it amusing. These days, she hadn't been sending money home, and Wang Xiuqin hadn't given her any food, and he hadn't said a word. But now he suddenly remembered her.

"People have pride, trees have bark; I would never do something so shameless," she said, standing at the door with her arms crossed.

Wang Xiuqin was like a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment. She immediately turned stern and yelled at her, "You brat, you'll never starve! Who are you calling shameless! You ate their food, and you're still speaking up for them like this!"

The pent-up resentment from the past few days surged within Lin Xiaocui. Hearing her mother's words, she could no longer suppress her displeasure, and a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Yes, I did eat at their house. My tuition and food expenses were all earned from them. What I did is nothing. To protect my dignity, they insisted that I earned the money myself. In reality, what's the difference between that and giving it away for free? And what about you? Has any of you ever cared whether I've had enough to eat every day?"