"What a top lawyer, bullshit! If you can't marry into a rich family, you're nothing for life!"
As soon as Shen Junhua's voice fell, Shen Zhiyue sprang up from the couch.
Without saying a word, she ran upstairs quickly.
Mrs. Shen helplessly glanced at Shen Junhua and hurried after Shen Zhiyue.
The room was already nearly clean; as soon as Shen Zhiyue entered, she sat by the bed, her face cold, silent.
Mrs. Shen went over and sat beside her, gently taking her hand, "Zhuyue, you know what your father is like, he has always been this way. In the end, he's doing this for your sake. Both your father and I come from poor backgrounds, we've both suffered hardships and know how hard life can be. That's why he has always hoped that you could marry into a good family and have no worries about food and clothing for generations. How wonderful that would be."
Shen Zhiyue turned her face away without a word.
