"Meizi, let's go home to cry. You're going to be a laughingstock like this," Mrs. Zhou whispered, kneeling in front of her daughter to console her.
"SOB... Are you just afraid I'll embarrass the Zhou family?" Zhou Mei screamed, her sobs becoming even more heartbroken.
When Su Shuochi had left earlier, he hadn't closed the courtyard gate. Some elementary school students on their way home from school were passing by, occasionally poking their heads in to have a look.
"What are you looking at? Scram!" Mrs. Zhou snapped, full of pent-up anger with no one to vent it on.
"Let's run! Grandma Zhou is angry!" one of the older kids shouted as he ran off.
But Zhou Mei had a vicious thought. 'Since Su Shuochi can't stand me, then Dong Yuanyuan from the song and dance troupe will surely make him sit up and take notice!'
'Dong Yuanyuan, unlike me, hadn't ended up in such a sorry state after getting married. He Aiguo doted on her, and she had only grown more radiant and glamorous.'
