Xie Qiao thought Mrs. Lin would try her luck. Never had she thought she would slap her thigh after a moment of hesitation. "Sage, what do I do? You can't get me to be nice to her, right? Do I have to feed her!?"
Xie Qiao was stunned. She then shook her head.
"There's no need to do that. Due to what you did before, your aura clashes with hers. It's useless no matter how you butter her up now. There's only one way to get rid of the disaster."
Xie Qiao added upon seeing that Mrs. Lin frowned, "You should stay far away from your daughter-in-law. Everything will be fine if you mind your own business. Also, I see that you'll have trouble with your mouth. Take this talisman. You can't speak for a day, or you'll definitely get an ulcer."
Mrs. Lin had a face of bad luck. Xie Qiao did not lie about it.