Mrs. Chu sighed and said, "Your husband has taken a concubine, and your position is naturally in danger. Why not go back and please your husband quickly and make some delicious food for him and your mother-in-law."

Chu Yanhong's face turned pale and she said, "Hmph, what's the point of taking a concubine? Even if she gets married, she is still a humble concubine. How can she compare with me as her mistress?"

"Miss Mother?" Mrs. Chu sneered and said, "His aunt, you really look up to yourself. Can you be considered as a mistress in your family? Then your mother-in-law will not come to our house to be arrogant. His aunt, we all know that you are not doing well at all in your in-laws' house, but there is nothing we can do about it. After all, we women are destined to be married well, just as long as the people we meet. Oh, I am really glad that I am able to marry into such a good family. My mother-in-law treats me better than my own mother, and my husband loves me so much. Even if I have not given birth, he has not married a concubine. It really makes me feel very relieved."

Chu Yanhong's face was so angry that she pointed at Mrs. Chu and said, "You...you are really too arrogant! You are really too much! I'm really talking to people like you. Drive me away, right? OK, I'll leave! I'll leave right!"

Mr. Chu said, "God, let's go slowly, we won't give you it."

"Hmph, who cares about your sending? I'll come again in the afternoon!"

Chu Yanhong walked outside while talking. The anger in her heart was really hard to extinguish. She was still the lady of this family. Why did she come back and suffer so much?

She felt that she had done nothing wrong today. Everything she did today was right and helped them. But why did she end up like this? She didn’t even get a meal?

Chu Yanhong became more and more angry the more she thought about it. She walked to the front, picked up a blue and white porcelain teapot on the table, held it in her arms and left.

A servant saw it and said, "Miss, do you want to take this teapot?"

This servant has not been a newcomer for long, so he just recognized Chu Yanhong and didn't know much about her.

Unexpectedly, this sentence caused her a disaster.

When Chu Yanhong heard this, she immediately found the punching bag. She put the teapot on the table, and said with her waist on her back: "What's your name? What's wrong with me holding a teapot? You dare to scream at me like this! Let's see how I deal with you!"

As he said that, as soon as he reached out, he grabbed the little girl's hair and pulled it hard, the poor little girl screamed in pain.

Before Chu Yanhong could let go, she grabbed her hair with one hand, swung her arm with the other, and slapped her on the face with a slap. Suddenly, a handprint appeared on the little maid's face.

“Wow…”

The little girl couldn't stand it and started screaming. It was the first time she was beaten, so she cried a little louder.

After Chu Yanhong slapped her in the face, she grabbed her hair and dragged it to the edge of the table, hitting the table a few times, and the red blood flowed down her forehead.

"You little prostitute, you dare to shout at me. Have you lived enough?"

As he said that, he reached out to tear her mouth. The little maid had fainted and fell straight to the ground.
Chapter completed!