"Why should I keep quiet? What I said was the truth. Wouldn't you already have had a son if it wasn't for her?"
Liang Xiuqin couldn't control herself from saying these hateful words. After all, she just can't let go of all the grievances she's suffered during these past years.
If it hadn't been for Yun Xi, she would have had a son. And Yun Yuanfeng wouldn't be giving her the cold shoulder because she couldn't bear him a son.
"Talking about your son, for all these years you've always felt that I caused your miscarriage because of something a fortune-teller said. You blamed it all on me, but you never bothered to find out the real reason. Second Aunt said that during the apricot season in May when you were pregnant with your second child you wanted to eat something sour, and you got my father to buy some apricots for you, am I right?"