Zhao Youlin's eyes were calm as she listened to the angry shouts of the women. Her face was even more expressionless. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, as if she was watching a very funny joke.
"Honor? You guys really have the guts to say that." Zhao Youlin's eyes were slightly cold, she looked at the women with unspeakable mockery in her eyes, "It is an honor to be gossiped about, ridiculed for having a family feud, making a scene of husband and wife being at loggerheads, and even subject to vicious speculating that other people's families might break up in the future? Is this honor? Then shouldn't I grant you guys some honor too?"
"You..." the woman was so angry that she was seeing stars. Her eyes were fixed on Zhao Youlin. If it weren't for the fact that there were still people around, she would have pounced on Zhao Youlin and torn her mouth apart.
