If Wen Xiu could barely tolerate her third daughter-in-law's stubbornness, she absolutely detested her second daughter-in-law's incessant pot-stirring. She couldn't stand it for another second.
She pointed her finger at Fang Juxian and scolded, "Get out! And don't you ever come back. I can't stand the sight of you. Don't think I don't know you were the one who put them up to secretly selling those wild fish. The Zhang family must have had eighteen lifetimes of bad luck to let a troublemaker like you marry into the family. What good does any of this do you?"
