Qingmu met Zhou Baozhu's gaze coldly, not backing down an inch. He said, "Uncle Zhou, I don't understand what you're saying. What do I have to be satisfied or dissatisfied about? This is your family's business. It has nothing to do with me, and nothing to do with the workshop. Even if you don't send her away, no one will force you to. I just need one thing from her: was she the one who shut the gate last night?"
'This old coot. Is he trying to saddle me with the blame for forcing someone to send their wife away?'
'Hmph! He wants to get rid of his daughter-in-law, but he wants to blame the workshop for it, blame me, Zheng Qingmu? I won't let him get his way.'
