I raised my hand, pointing at the steaming bowl of millet porridge. "And from now on, stop pretending to be kind and bringing me food. I'm afraid you might have added something unclean that could upset my stomach!"
These words struck like a loud slap across Bai Ling's face. Her pitiful expression turned crimson in an instant, and the grievance in her eyes transformed into resentment and embarrassment.
"You... Su Qinyu! You're going too far!" She finally tore off her facade and screamed.
"Going too far?" I laughed, though the amusement didn't reach my eyes. "Compared to some who secretly covet other people's husbands and resort to all sorts of despicable means, I'm still far behind!"
Just then, footsteps approached from outside, accompanied by a sharp, dissatisfied female voice. "What’s all this noise early in the morning? Can’t anyone have some peace around here?"
It was Lu Jianjun's mother, my sharp-tongued and difficult mother-in-law, Wang Guixiang!
As soon as Wang Guixiang entered, she took in the tense atmosphere and the shattered pieces of the bowl on the floor. Her eyes widened as she pointed directly at me. "Su Qinyu! What madness are you up to again? Ling Zi kindly made you porridge, and instead of appreciating it, you throw bowls and curse! Are we supposed to treat you like a city lady and worship you as our ancestor?!"
Seeing her ally arrive, Bai Ling immediately rushed into Wang Guixiang's arms, crying even louder. "Aunt! Wuwuwu... I didn't mean it... I just wanted to care for my sister-in-law... But she... she wronged me..."
Wang Guixiang held Bai Ling protectively like a hen with its chicks, glaring at me. "Wronged? I think you're just jealous that our Ling Zi has a good relationship with Jianjun! If you can't keep a man's heart, don't take it out on others! Let me tell you, our Ling Zi grew up before my eyes; she's much more considerate than you, a pampered city girl! If it weren't for... hum!"
She didn’t finish her sentence, but the implication was clear: if it weren't for your good family background, how could you marry my son?
In my past life, I always endured my mother-in-law's difficulties and Bai Ling's provocations, fearing that I would upset Lu Jianjun. And what did I get in return? Only their increasing cruelty!
This time, I would not tolerate it any longer!
"Mom," I looked directly at Wang Guixiang, my voice calm but laced with undeniable coldness. "First of all, this is my home with Lu Jianjun. You barging in uninvited seems a bit out of line. Secondly, whether Bai Ling is wronged or not is something she knows in her heart. Although I'm Su Qinyu from the city, I understand what dignity and boundaries mean. Unlike some people who are clearly outsiders yet always hover around married men while trying to intrude!"
"You... how dare you speak to me like that?!" Wang Guixiang trembled with anger, pointing her finger at me as she scolded. "You've gone too far! I am your mother-in-law!"
"You're indeed my mother-in-law," I replied firmly without backing down. "But you're not my heaven. If you truly regard me as your daughter-in-law, I would naturally respect you. But if you're always favoring outsiders and making things difficult for me, then I'm sorry; I'm not someone to be trampled on!"
"Fine! Fine! You've grown some backbone!" Wang Guixiang slapped her thigh in frustration. "When Jianjun comes back, just wait until I tell him! I'll make him divorce you, this unfilial lazy woman!"
"Go ahead," I shrugged nonchalantly. "In fact, I also find this life suffocating. How about we go find the military leaders right now and clarify things? Let's see if they support military spouses engaging in affairs or uphold proper marital relationships?"
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