Good Daughter

Hesta quietly closed the door. She thought it was probably just an ordinary argument. Yet before she had even returned to the table, a clattering crash came from the living room. She immediately turned and went out. The moment she pulled open the bedroom door, she saw Ding Yuqing rushing out of another room.

The area around the dining table was covered in shattered porcelain. Several mugs, along with the coffee cups and saucers that had not been cleared away the night before, had all been smashed. Ding Xueyang was in a frenzy, while Shi Pingchuan stood silently where he was, neither stopping her nor getting out of the way.

The moment Ding Yuqing stepped forward, the furious Ding Xueyang shoved her aside. Ding Xueyang stared at her husband and roared viciously, "Give me back my cup!"

"What was so special about that cup?" Shi Pingchuan said flatly. "I told you so many times, you can't use a chipped enamel cup. Harmful substances can leach out of it—"

"This is none of your business!" Huge tears rolled down Ding Xueyang's face, and veins bulged on her forehead. "Where did you hide it?"

Every light in the living room suddenly came on—Xu Ruyi and Ding Guisheng had also hurried out of their room, while Ding Jiali leaned against the door, rubbing his eyes with a sleepy expression. "What are you doing...?"

Xu Ruyi suddenly screamed and hurried to the entryway for a pair of slippers. She rushed anxiously to Ding Xueyang's side. "Why did you come downstairs barefoot? You aren't even wearing socks... You'll catch cold!"

"Mom, leave me alone—"

"Put the slippers on, quickly..."

"Leave me alone!" Ding Xueyang kicked the slippers away. "Shi Pingchuan! Say something!"

Shi Pingchuan said nothing. He merely pulled a chair over from beside the