However, Da Zhu's father did not stop his steps, and he looked towards Da Zhu's room and went there.
"What are you doing? That's my quilt!" Wang Lihua tried to snatch it away, but was pushed by Da Zhu's father.
"Da Zhu is also my son. How come the one you gave birth to is my son, but the one my deceased wife gave birth to isn't my son anymore?"
What?
Wasn't it that Da Zhu didn't resemble their own man?
How come he believes it now?
The team leader's wife really talks too much.
"Wang Lihua, I'm telling you, if you want to stay, then stay, if you don't want to, then go back home, Da Zhu is still my son."
What?
Is this a divorce?
Wang Lihua incredulously looked at Da Zhu's father, not believing that these words came from his mouth.
Was he going to divorce her?
Wang Lihua dared not think about what her fate would be after the divorce.
Her parents' home would not let her in.
Because of her ugliness, she wouldn't be the stepmother like before.