Xie Ruilin once again buried herself in the bedding, unwilling to listen to anything else.
Shen Cuiru was at a loss.
She could only sigh and come out of her daughter's boudoir.
At the entrance, Xie Kangheng was there waiting for her, anxiously asking, "How is Lin'er doing?"
Deep down, both husband and wife favored Xie Ruilin and Xie Ruiyao.
"How can she be? She must be heartbroken to death. She just said that the day Tong'er gets married will be the day she dies." Shen Cuiru didn't believe it, but still felt aggrieved inside, "All these years, everything has been decided by your mother! Can't we have a say in our daughter's marriage?!"
It seems that over the years, Shen Cuiru has also suffered a lot of grievances in front of Xiao Qinghui.
"Let it be, you know well the status and position of my mother, even when my father was alive, he had to give way to her in many aspects." Xie Kangheng cut off Shen Cuiru's words.
"I don't care, we can't just let Lin'er suffer like this."
