Yun Lian was not a kind person and would not be bullied for no reason.
"How can you talk like this?" Yun Lian asked angrily.
"I've always talked like this. If you think my words are unpleasant, then I'll leave. You can do the clean-up yourself!" Aunt Jia did not back down at all.
When she heard that she had to clean up the house and cook, Yun Lian obediently shut her mouth. What was wrong with listening to a few unpleasant words?
As long as she could endure it, she could still live a respectable and good life in the future.
When Aunt Jia saw that Yun Lian finally stopped talking, she put down the rag in her hand and went to the kitchen to cook.
The dishes prepared today were especially simple.
Yun Lian saw a bowl of white rice, a plate of pickled vegetables, a plate of green vegetables, and a small bowl of soup on the table.
