Song Qinghan listened to Ye Xi's words, which carried a hint of doubt and accusation. She felt a flicker of annoyance, but then considered her current situation, suppressed her anger, and said, "I'm doing very well now. See? My relationship with my mother-in-law has eased a lot. It was all that little bitch Yan Liu's fault for sowing discord before. Now that she's gone, my life is naturally much easier."
Ye Xi only half-believed her. She looked at Song Qinghan and said, "I hope you'll be a little smarter this time."
Song Qinghan's face darkened.
Ye Xi pursed her lips.
Since they were here to burn incense, they naturally went to the main hall to pray to Buddha first.
Ye Xi was very devout. Having already given birth to a daughter, she was now hoping for a son to have one of each. That way, she could truly secure her position in her husband's family and avoid being taunted for not being able to produce a male heir.
