Wen Rufeng was a formidable businesswoman in her company, authoritative and autocratic.
But at home, she was just like a little woman, especially in the presence of her mother-in-law, who was even closer to her than her own mother. When the older woman pointed at her with a walking cane, she immediately recognized her mistake and tears fell.
Her mother-in-law had always been very kind to her. From the day she entered the family, she had never said a harsh word to her.
Today was the first time, and it was under these circumstances.
"Mom, please don't be angry, I was wrong!"
"Then how could you not make me angry? Tell me, what were you thinking?" Grandma Yu asked.
Wen Rufeng wiped away her tears. "These past few days, Dong Jing has been coming over to cry to me, or she calls me on the phone to cry. I just became soft-hearted, always thinking of her as Qianqian's birth mother."