Wu Xiaowen held Tang Yaxuan and stared blankly at Tang Qingyun, utterly confused. 'I just reminded him to smooth things over with his parents, then Grandma would surely take back her threat to send us to a hotel. So why is Tang Qingyun acting this way? Is he really going to a hotel? Has he gone mad?'
"Qingyun, do you realize what you're saying?"
'If we walk out that door tonight, it's the same as being kicked out. We'll lose all face, and we might never be allowed back into the Tang Mansion again!'
'The Tang Mansion was an ancestral home—a spacious, bright, and magnificent Western-style house with gardens. It even had guards, drivers, and other staff to manage the household. She was a legitimate daughter-in-law of the Tang family. Why would she abandon this wonderful home for some cramped, suffocating work-provided apartment? It was absurd. Wu Xiaowen wasn't about to do something so stupid!'
