Zhao Meilan and Madam He were both stunned.
"If you think that Hu Yiming is not bad, I actually think it's not a bad decision to marry him. But, of course, you'll have to ask yourself seriously. I'm not trying to kick you while you're down; I'm just giving you a suggestion. Think about it. Let me know when you've made your decision, and I'll help you," Zhao Chuchu said seriously.
She wasn't going to abandon them, but she needed to take drastic action.
Zhao Meilan and her mother looked at each other while Zhao Chuchu walked to the bedside. She took out her silver needle and started performing acupuncture on Zhao Guitang.
Hu Yiming looked at Zhao Meilan and said innocently, "Sis, I will be good to you. Can you please not abandon me? I don't want Zhao Meijuan. She's so fierce, and she snatched my silver. She told me not to tell my parents, or she would beat me."
Zhao Meilan looked at Hu Yiming. Her mind was a mess.