Zhang Baoxiang’s face grew increasingly troubled as she listened to her husband.
"No matter what, we’re still their elders. Did you hear what Wenhui said? Does he treat me like an elder?" she fumed, anger rising at the thought.
Ye Bingkun looked coldly at Zhang Baoxiang. "All these years, have you ever acted like an elder?"
Seeing her husband’s attitude, Zhang Baoxiang retorted, "Is that my fault? We’re both their aunts, but look how differently they treat Shi Jingfang compared to me. Are you blind?"
Ye Bingkun saw it was pointless to continue arguing. "Whenever something happens, you always blame others first. You’re simply unreasonable."
With that, he got up and walked outside.
Seeing him about to leave, Zhang Baoxiang cried out, "With such a huge issue at home, where do you think you’re going?"
Without turning his head, Ye Bingkun threw back, "I’m going out for some fresh air."
Angered, Zhang Baoxiang threw the enamel lid in her hand. "Is the air in this house not good enough for you? You have to go out for more..."
Then, she cursed softly toward the door, "I bet you’re thinking about that slut again."



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