"Since you are her elders, you should talk to her properly. If she refuses to acknowledge me as her mother, so be it, but she has no reason to spite me by seeking out such a disreputable, good-for-nothing hoodlum. This is about her lifelong happiness, why..."
"Is Huanhuan back?" The aunt could not bear to listen any further. Just as Xu Qinghuan returned and called out a greeting, the words stuck in Song Wanlin's throat. She turned her head and stared straight at her, nearly choking to death.
"Disreputable? A hoodlum?" Xu Qinghuan grabbed Jiang Xingye’s hand and walked over. "What defines being reputable? Is it the Lu family, who have their eyes on the bowl while their hands are in the pot? Who is the hoodlum here? Don't know what a hoodlum is? Let me tell you, a hoodlum is exactly like Lu Ranglian—someone who, while his comrade is off on the battlefield, bullies the comrade's wife and drives his own original wife to her death for the sake of a harlot!"
Chapter 236