"Can't you just be like before? Do you really have to turn the house upside down before you're satisfied?"
Yuan Qiran massaged his temples and looked at his wife, his eyes filled with displeasure and discontent.
He hadn't even gotten out of bed early in the morning before he received phone calls from his mother and his son, both of whom complained about Su Li's role as a daughter-in-law and a mother.
Su Li blinked innocently and spread out her hands, "But I haven't done anything..."
Yuan Qiran said, "Mother says you've been talking back to her a lot recently, making her so angry that her liver aches."
"Ming Ting also said that you don't even attend his school's parent-teacher conferences anymore. He cried so hard on the phone with me that he lost his voice."
"Even if we set aside Mother's complaints, there's Ming Ting... Aren't you always the most loving towards him?"
As Yuan Qiran spoke, his gaze toward Su Li held a well-hidden scrutiny.
