She glared at Mrs. Song, "Mom, whose side are you really on? Who are you helping?"
"Do you realize that if we don't succeed this time, I won't be able to marry Fu Hanzheng! Your maternal home will be doomed too! Why do you think I dragged you out to help me? That's because our interests are aligned!"
"Mom, you've grown too comfortable at home, and I never planned to involve you in the first place. It was you who begged me, you even promised you would help. But what were you doing just now? Were you trying to embarrass me and hold me back on purpose?!"
Mrs. Song then realized she had said the wrong thing.
She quickly tried to pacify Song Chuoqiao.
"Qiaoqiao, sometimes Mom doesn't think before she speaks, don't be mad at me."
"What I said just now wasn't meant to belittle you, my dear. What I'm trying to say is, once you replace Xu Ningxi's position, you will be the mistress of this house, so we have to work hard."
"We're mother and daughter, who else would I help if not you?"