Zhou Mei stood there dumbfounded.
Seeing the undisguised disdain on Yang Aihua's face, she felt even more upset.
Who was she doing all this for, after all?
What woman wouldn't want to take care of herself? Who wouldn't want to dress beautifully and stand proudly in front of others?
But could she do that?
Didn't she have to worry about Yang Aihua and their son?
Moreover, how could she compare to Wang Shuyun?
Wang Shuyun's family had two people receiving state allowances, and she herself was a former soldier who retired early. Just the retirement pay alone was enough to make her envious, not to mention Yang Aiguo.
In the past, these two were the subjects of her jokes.
But now, she no longer dared to speak about Yang Aiguo in public, yet people still talked on their own.
"Wang Shuyun and Yang Aiguo are your brother-in-law and sister-in-law, right? Ah, I'm really envious, they seem so happy and loving."
"Your husband and Yang Aiguo are brothers, so you must be blessed, too!"
