Zhan Anqi cried with a sense of injustice, "How have I not come to my senses? I have, I have finally realized what kind of man you are, who favors his wife over his sister!"
This younger sister, whom he had doted on and held dear, still mattered greatly to Zhan Moxiao. He squatted down and personally took a tissue to wipe away her tears.
He looked at her and said, "Anqi, if you care about your brother, then you must learn to respect your Eldest Sister-in-law. I care for both my sister and my wife, but if you seek trouble with your Eldest Sister-in-law only to get disciplined by her, I absolutely won't help you, understand?"
Zhan Anqi still felt very wronged and snorted coldly, "You clearly cherish your little wife more. You actually told her my weakness, leading to her beating me so miserably."
