Old Master Fu listened quietly and sighed in his heart for a while.
He felt that Qin Xiu was a rare talent. Why was the Qin family's eldest daughter-in-law speaking as if Qin Xiu had made so many mistakes?
Mrs. Qin lowered her head with red eyes and wiped the corners of her eyes with a tissue from time to time. Every word she said was filled with bitterness. "This time, I'm really left with no other choice. I can only trouble you to help me talk to Xiu. He's already 30 years old. Why is he still making me worry so much?
"Qin Ying is the same, and Xiu, who has always been obedient and sensible, followed suit. What sin did I commit for them to provoke me? Most of Xiu's peers listened to their parents' arrangements to get married and have children. Why is it so difficult for me? My husband doesn't care, and the two elders don't care either. I… I feel… uncomfortable."
Mrs. Qin's eyes were red as she wiped the corners of her eyes with a tissue.
