Song Hanmei was furious and disappointed—she truly couldn’t understand what her daughter was thinking.
First she had pushed for a marriage swap, then sabotaged her own plan, and now she was even pleading for Ying Sisi.
She couldn’t help but say, “Yuwei, stop always shielding Sisi. If Sisi continues to behave so improperly after marriage, her in-laws will say she has no manners.”
Ying Sisi had endured countless accusations and interrogations. She could no longer take it.
Her face flushed red, but her eyes were firm. After a long pause, she finally spoke clearly:
“I know you don’t like me, but you have no right to use the words ‘no manners’ to judge me.
And I saw how enthusiastic you were toward Qin Yanci today.
You think I’m not good enough for him, and that Yuwei is more suitable. Just say it directly—why beat around the bush?”
“Sister, what are you talking about?” Li Yuwei quickly distanced herself.
“I already have an engagement with Qin Yanci. He is my brother-in-law now. If you drag me into this, how bad will that sound if it gets out? I’ve always treated you so well—how can you say I’m ungrateful?”
Song Hanmei became even angrier.
“You ungrateful girl! Usually you act like a quiet little white rabbit, but you’re actually so sharp-tongued! You’re turning things upside down! Junlu, look at her—where is there any respect for elders in her?”
Ying Sisi looked deeply at Li Yuwei.
So when she calmly refuted Song Hanmei, it became “ungrateful”?
Did that mean Li Yuwei thought she should accept being called “ill-mannered”?
So all of Li Yuwei’s kindness toward her in the past—was it all fake?
At that thought, she completely exploded.
“The one who’s twisting things is you!” she shouted.
“You say you care about me in front of people, but when have you ever shown me kindness behind closed doors?
Ever since I came here, you’ve treated me like a maid—endless laundry, endless chores every single day.
Your daughter’s hands are fair and soft—do you want to see mine?”
She held out her own hands, rough and covered with calluses.
“In the countryside, I never worked this hard!”
Then she pointed at Li Junlu.
“Didn’t you say you brought me here to enjoy a good life? Or was I just here to help you build your career?”
Li Junlu: “…”
“I’m going back to the village tomorrow. Do whatever you want!”
Ying Sisi stormed back into her room.
Song Hanmei stomped her foot in panic. “Old Li, look at the precious daughter you brought back from miles away!”
Of course, Li Junlu couldn’t let Ying Sisi leave.
The marriage alliance with the Qin family had already been set.
If the bride ran away, offending the Qin family would mean not only his future—it would ruin all his prospects.
He hurriedly knocked on her door. “Sisi…”
Ying Sisi had already packed her few belongings and opened the door to face him.
Li Junlu immediately snatched her bag. “You child, why are you so temperamental? If you’re unhappy, just talk it out. Why make a scene?”
“Who’s making a scene? Give me my things back.”
Li Junlu pulled her back into the room. “Sisi, let’s talk.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.”
Li Yuwei stood frozen for a long time.
In her previous life, Ying Sisi and Feng Shuangxi had been set up by her mother to end up alone in a room today, ruining her reputation.
After returning home, Ying Sisi had thrown a huge tantrum and demanded to go back to the countryside.
But today, she had defended Ying Sisi the whole time—so why was Ying Sisi still acting up?
Could it be… that history couldn’t be changed?
Thinking of this, she panicked.
Forcing down her unease, she said as calmly as possible, “Mom, you shouldn’t have spoken to Sister like that.”
She had overlooked one key issue all along—her mother’s attitude toward Ying Sisi.
Kind in public, harsh in private.
Ever since Ying Sisi moved into the house three months ago, her mother had not done a single housework task.
Perhaps the pressure had simply been too much for Ying Sisi to bear, causing her sudden outburst.