"Sister-in-law, you also think that the miserable state I've ended up in today is all because of that bitch Qiao Ya, don't you?"
Hearing Shen Baolan ask this, Tian Wenfang sighed again, "What's the use of saying all this now? Zhou Shuhuan said to let you go back, or else he won't be polite to you in the future. He's rich and powerful here; he has plenty of ways to deal with you."
Shen Baolan sneered, "I've already ended up like this; what else is there to be afraid of? He and Qiao Ya owe me; I will get it all back."
Tian Wenfang curled her lip, "How are you going to demand it? Ten of you put together still wouldn't be a match for them."
"That's none of your business, sister-in-law. You and Brother Hu take good care of my brother's ashes and let him rest in peace as soon as possible. I'll return after handling things here."
"Do whatever you want; I'm not dealing with you anymore."
Tian Wenfang spoke irritably and walked away with her husband's ashes.
...
On the train.
