The glass coffee table, which had already been shattered with inconspicuous marks, shattered with a sound.

The sound was quite loud, startling everyone.

After hearing the words of the relatives, even Gao Ming, who was immersed in sadness, was startled and snapped back to reality.

The air instantly quieted down, and everyone stared at me.

"I didn't grow up eating your family's rice, I'm not obligated to repay her kindness. Whatever promises she made to you in the past, you should seek them from her if you want to repay favors."

Everyone looked at me in shock, as if those words didn't come from my mouth.

"Jiahui? You've always been a considerate daughter-in-law, don't you understand respecting elders? We are all your elders."

When I first married into this family in my past life, weren't all of you elders advising her and suppressing the daughter-in-law? Respect for elders should start with loving the young!

Moreover, in my previous life, moral coercion worked on me, but I'm not a novice at being human. With people like you, without morals, moral coercion won't work on me.

"Haha, what is being considerate? Should I just swallow my grievances to make you all happy?"

After saying this, I pushed aside Gao Ming's uncle's grandson.

That chubby kid, thinking I couldn't see, kept trying to snatch my daughter Pudding.

"Keke, remember, if someone tries to take something you like, don't tolerate it, show them some attitude."

After hearing this, Keke snatched Pudding away, leaving the chubby kid stunned for a few seconds before crying towards Gao Ming's aunt.

"Oh, my little darling, Gao Ming, your wife is rebelling, pity my sister just passed away."

"Li Jiahui, apologize to your aunt, apologize to Little Bao!"

Gao Ming, who always wanted face, couldn't hold it anymore and tried to maintain his dignity as a man.

"Apologize your ass!"

"Li Jiahui has gone mad, hitting my grandson, being disrespectful to her husband, a shrew!"

The uncle and aunt came towards me as if to fight, but I rolled my eyes at them and glared fiercely.

Gao Ming's face turned ugly, as if he had eaten a fly, and with his swollen eyes, he signaled me with his eyes.

He clenched his fists, ready to come over and hit me, but it wasn't the time to hit me now, the surveillance wasn't installed yet.

I picked up the broken glass from the ground, "You want to fight to the death? Come on, whoever backs down is a coward!"

I've already died once, can you still treat me as a stress relief toy to play with as you please?

Seeing my fearless stance, no one dared to step forward.

"Oh, everyone calm down, think about why we're here. Jiahui must be exhausted lately, unable to control her emotions and venting them out. Let's, as elders, be more understanding."

Gao Ming's aunt stepped forward to mediate.

"I'm not venting my emotions, should I hang them on the wall? Do you think I'm the Mona Lisa?"

"You..."

Seeing that I was difficult to deal with, escalating the situation and making it about life and death.

Unable to take advantage of me, the relatives left in disappointment.

In my past life, I was a thoughtful and considerate wife, always busy preparing for gatherings during festivals.

They praised me, "Gao Ming married a virtuous wife, considerate and capable."

Behind my back, it was all, "Jiahui is just good at cooking, nothing else."

In this life, I understood.

Women, don't rush to be a virtuous wife, as others won't appreciate it. Over time, they will take it for granted, even look down on you.

Gao Ming was so angry his face twisted, but he held back from saying a word.

"Gao Ming, stop moping around with that gloomy face all day, it's bad luck!"

I spat out a watermelon seed shell and gave him a fierce look.

"Get a broom and dustpan, clean up the broken glass on the floor. Are you blind? Can't you see the mess on the floor?"

Gao Ming stared at me in disbelief.

He couldn't understand how his domineering and virtuous wife had changed her character.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and clean!"

In my past life, whenever Gao Ming came home after being scolded outside, he would use me as a punching bag, even the words and tone were learned from him.

Good people are always bullied, and villains never show mercy because of my weakness.