Morning Blowup: Zhao Li Humiliated and Cut Down

Early that morning, Zhao Li got up and made breakfast. Then she went back to the bedroom to wake Lu Yao, hovering around him like a servant.

Marrying into a rich man like Lu Yao had not been easy, so she was careful in everything. She watched his expression constantly, terrified that if he got unhappy he would divorce her and throw her out.

Fortunately, she had spent years surviving among men and knew a few ways to handle them. Only with Lu Yao herself, though, she always had the desire but not the nerve. The way Lu Yao looked at people felt as if he could see straight through them. Zhao Li was in her thirties, hungry for sex and shameless to boot. Men liked women like that, the bolder the better. She might not compare to a young girl, but she was still a mature beauty with plenty of charm left. In bed she was like a slut, and Lu Yao had the biggest cock she had ever seen. Every time they fucked, she came so hard she was in heaven, clinging to Lu Yao and making him do it several more times until she was too spent to keep going. She had to hold onto this big, rich man.

Lu Yao and Zhao Li were sitting at the dining table when Yun Mujin came downstairs and saw them. Her face turned cold and hard, and without even saying hello she headed for the door on her own.

Seeing how ignorant Yun Mujin was being, Zhao Li shouted after her, her tone full of blame. "Mujin, what is wrong with you? You see your Uncle Lu and don't even greet him? How rude can you be?"

Hearing Zhao Li's rebuke and blame, Yun Mujin turned back. Her eyes first landed on Zhao Li's anxious, flushed face, then on Lu Yao's flat gaze fixed on her. Yun Mujin let out a cold laugh and said sharply, "What, you trying to win Lu Yao over yourself isn't enough, so now you want me to win him over too? Zhao Li, you're really pathetic!"

Yun Mujin's words were ugly, showing Zhao Li no respect at all. She said it right in front of Lu Yao and left Zhao Li with no way to save face. Zhao Li stared wide-eyed at her, furious, her whole body trembling with anger.

"The girl just isn't used to it yet; let her be!" In this smoke-filled war between mother and daughter, Lu Yao finally spoke.

No matter how angry Zhao Li was, she did not dare go against Lu Yao. Yun Mujin glared at the man and said coldly, "Hypocrite."

Then she left the house, the one place that made her feel so uncomfortable.

Seeing Lu Yao's cold face, Zhao Li hurriedly explained, "Honey, Mujin wasn't like this before. It's just that she can't accept me getting married. Don't be angry. I'll talk to her properly later and make sure she shows you some respect."

Zhao Li humbly tried to soothe Lu Yao, terrified that Yun Mujin's rudeness would upset him and drag her down with it. In her heart, she hated Yun Mujin even more. Just like her dead father, she was ungrateful and only knew how to make Zhao Li unhappy.

"It's fine. Eat."

Lu Yao said it in a flat tone, picked at his dishes and drank his porridge, then drove to the company for work.