Zhao Kun thought his mother, Old Mrs. Zhao, had a point.
Ever since she got out of prison, Zhou Ling seems to be in charge of everything, and he, the head of the family, is just a figurehead.
If things continue like this, will he still be able to run the household?
Especially when it comes to money, he asks Zhou Ling for every penny he spends. In the past, Zhao Kun had never been so humble. The family's money was always in his hands and he could spend it as he pleased.
Now, Zhou Ling has hundreds of thousands of yuan, while he has not a single penny.
Thinking of this,
Zhao Kun decided not to stop his mother and to let her help him regain control of the family finances.
Even considering the worst-case scenario, if his sexual orientation is exposed in the future, causing Zhou Ling to feel disgusted and want to divorce him, he won't end up with nothing.
For the sake of the future, it is necessary to take back control of the finances.
"Brother Kun, she..."
When Zhou Ling saw Zhao Kun return, her face lit up with joy. But the next second, when she saw Zhao's wife and husband standing behind him, her expression froze, and she could no longer smile.
"Zhou Ling, are you disappointed to see me, your mother-in-law?"
Grandma Zhao was the first to make a move. At the same time, as if she were back in her own home, she threw the package in her hand on the ground, didn't take off her shoes, ignored Zhou Ling's mopping, and walked straight to the sofa in her muddy shoes, plopped down on it.
"It's so nice in the city! This sofa is really comfortable. Old man, what are you standing there for? Come and sit down. This is our son's house, don't pretend."
Grandma Zhao immediately waved to Grandpa Zhao.
After realizing what was happening, Old Zhao chuckled and sat down on the sofa without any hesitation, touching the high-end sofa and repeatedly saying "good."
"Zhou Ling, is this how you treat people? We've been on the train for a day and a night, hurry up and get us some water to wash our feet. Also, we're hungry, get us something to eat."
Old Mrs. Zhao, taking advantage of the situation, gave a commanding order.
Zhou Ling didn't move because she was very angry. Ever since she married into the Zhao family, she had never gotten along with Old Madam Zhao. The two had argued a lot. If it were just that, she could tolerate it. But later, when Zhao Kun went to prison, Old Madam Zhao kicked her out of the Zhao family, leaving her homeless. She had no choice but to run to Yanjing to seek refuge with Zhou Na. Later, when Zhao Xiaoya fell ill, she asked Old Madam Zhao for help, but instead of receiving help, she was met with a barrage of insults.
Having suffered countless grievances from Old Mrs. Zhao, how could Zhou Ling possibly obey Old Mrs. Zhao's orders?
“This is my home, not your Zhao family’s home. You have no right to order me around.”
"If you want to wash your feet, get the water yourself. If you want to eat, figure it out yourself. You think I'll serve you? No way!"
After a brief silence, Zhou Ling retorted coldly.
Snap!
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Zhao slammed her hand on the sofa and immediately stood up, her anger flaring. "You jinx! What did you just say? Say it again!"
“You want me to speak? I’ll speak. Why should I listen to you? This isn’t Fanjia County, it’s not a place for you to act like a tyrant. I am the mistress of this place.”
Zhou Ling continued coldly.
This infuriated Old Mrs. Zhao, who instinctively rushed forward and raised her hand to slap Zhou Ling. "You little brat, I'll teach you a lesson today! You've gone too far against the Zhao family rules!"
However,
How could Zhou Ling let Old Mrs. Zhao hit her? She grabbed Old Mrs. Zhao's wrist and slammed it back hard.
Grandma Zhao stumbled and nearly fell.
"you……"
Grandma Zhao stared wide-eyed at Zhou Ling, her eyes filled with disbelief that Zhou Ling would dare to fight back or even lay a hand on her.
With a "whoosh",
The next second,
Grandma Zhao immediately burst into tears, sitting on the ground and crying as she accused Zhou Ling of hitting her.
“Son, look at your wife. She dares to hit me today, and she’ll dare to do something even worse when you’re not around tomorrow. My life is so miserable. How could my Zhao family have married such a beast? What sins did I commit in my past life?”
"Ancestors of the Zhao family, look at what kind of woman she married! What a disgrace to our Zhao family!"
Zhao Kun's face was gloomy.
"Brother Kun, you just saw it. I didn't start it. She tried to hit me. I just blocked her. I didn't hit her. She framed me. She ordered me to serve her. I refused, and she tried to hit me..."
"Enough!"
Zhou Ling was explaining when Zhao Kun shouted at her, startling her into stopping abruptly.
“Zhou Ling, no matter what, she is still my mother. Even if you don’t like her, you can’t lay a hand on her. She came all the way from Fanjia County to Yanjing to see us with good intentions. She just wanted to wash her feet and have a meal. Is that too much to ask? Why can’t you be a little filial?”
Zhao Kun naturally sided with his mother, Old Mrs. Zhao. Firstly, Old Mrs. Zhao helped him regain control of the family finances, and secondly, he felt that he should establish his authority as the head of the household.
Make Zhou Ling understand that even though her father is a big boss, she is still the daughter-in-law of the Zhao family and should listen to him.
If Zhou Ling doesn't know this now, it will be difficult to establish authority in the future.
"Brother Kun, it's not that I don't want to be filial, but she went too far, she..."
"Enough, Zhou Ling. I'm your man. Can't you put yourself in my shoes and treat my parents like your own? If your rich father asked you to do these things, would you refuse? Would you act like you just did?"
Zhao Kun's words left Zhou Ling speechless, unable to refute them.
Zhao Kun immediately seized on this point and continued relentlessly, "So Zhou Ling, you've never really considered my parents as your parents. What can a child do if their parents beat or scold you? But you, on the contrary, insist on going against my parents. Zhou Ling, do you truly like me and want to marry me?"
"Brother Kun, you know that I'm serious about my feelings for you. I even fell out with my old brother for you. How can you doubt me?"
Zhou Ling quickly explained.
"If you want me to believe you, apologize to Mom right now and do what she just said."
Zhao Kun said expressionlessly.
Zhou Ling was stunned for a moment, then bit her lip and went to stand in front of Old Mrs. Zhao.
"Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have treated you like that."
Zhou Ling took the initiative to bow her head and apologize to Grandma Zhao.
Grandma Zhao looked smug and snorted, "You know you're wrong, so hurry up and fetch me water to wash my feet and cook for me. Do you want me to do these things for you?"
Zhou Ling, having been scolded, stopped arguing and obediently went to the toilet to get water to wash her feet.
Seeing this, Old Mrs. Zhao smiled victoriously, sat back on the sofa, and said smugly, "Son, you see? A wife needs to be taught a lesson. If she's not, she won't listen. Today, Mom will teach her a lesson and let her know the rules of our Zhao family. Don't worry, in a few days, Mom will make her hand over all her money to you for safekeeping, and she'll listen to you in everything."
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