Shen Qingqing didn't want to spoil the elders' appetite. She held it in, over and over, restraining her impulse to get up and leave.
Even though the atmosphere was unpleasant, as long as she didn't drop her chopsticks and walk out, the others could continue eating.
In the past, everyone's evaluation of Shen Qingqing was that she had a good temper, was beautiful, and well-educated.
But this time back at the compound, everyone in the Jiang Family clearly sensed that Shen Qingqing was different than before.
Madam Jiang secretly broke into a cold sweat.
Qingqing was now impervious to persuasion, refusing even to give face to the elders. Would she really change her mind?
It wasn't until the meal was over that Shen Qingqing finally felt a sense of relief.
Her left arm was still in a sling, so she couldn't do the dishes, and the chore fell to Jiang Zhixun.
