The dead silence at the scene was finally broken by a shrill female voice.
Luo Mei, Huo Qinglin's mother, immediately pointed at Lin Banxia's face and berated her: "Lin Banxia, what on earth did you give? It's the old lady's birthday, and you brought a hot water bottle? Are you trying to insult a beggar? Is this how a granddaughter-in-law should behave?"
"Auntie, please calm down. I just thought the old lady is getting older and might feel cold. This hot water bottle is practical and economical, and I figured it would come in handy," Lin Banxia defended herself with an air of righteousness.
She thought back to the six-thousand-dollar qipao she had gifted last time, only to see it languish in a closet, never worn. She decided she wasn't going to waste more money pleasing this bunch of ungrateful rich folks.
