Chapter 543: Chapter 543: Useless But it was because your sister threw a tantrum back then that you found an opportunity. Now your sister isn’t having an easy time being sent to the countryside, you should be more understanding. Don’t say unnecessary things in front of her, it will only make her unhappy." "Mom... what do you mean I found an opportunity? It was clearly because my sister wasn’t willing to become a stepmother the moment she stepped through the door and didn’t want to become related to the Wen family. I was the one who stepped forward and took a liking to Wen Siyuan. You can’t blame me because my sister is having a hard time in the countryside..." Su Man hadn’t finished speaking when she was interrupted by Mother Su: "That’s enough. Let’s leave it at that. If you don’t want to stay at home any longer, take the children with you and go." "Are you trying to drive me away, Mom?" Su Man asked incredulously, tears streaming down her face, "What have I done wrong to be driven away by you now?" "It’s all my fault. Take the children and go home. Let your sister rest properly; she has to head back to the Northwest in a couple of days. With you here, I can’t guarantee that you and your sister won’t end up fighting again." No sooner had Mother Su finished speaking than Su Man said, "Fine, I’ll go. I’ll leave right now!" She wiped away the tears from her face, not caring about the marks on her cheek, Su Man left the room, went to Father Su and Mother Su’s bedroom, picked up her sleeping son, wrapped him tightly in a small blanket, called Wen Yue and her three sisters, and left the Su family’s home. Calming her mind, Su Man stopped her sobbing, telling herself that once she had a chance, she would exact today’s humiliations she suffered at the hands of Su Qing at the Su family, on her. She would forever remember the slap and the scratch on her face! In the dimly lit detention room, Su Man pressed her lips together, thinking of her current situation, and couldn’t help but resent Kang Li. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺 Was it necessary to have her sent to the police station just because she said a couple of harsh words? A surge of intense hatred welled up in her eyes, Su Man clenched her teeth and muttered silently, "Kang Li, you bitch! I’ll wait and see you weeping and wailing next year!" The Luo family’s mixed-sex twins will be kidnapped by traffickers next year, and she hadn’t forgotten about it. The courtyard. Wen’s family. "Why can’t you just handle Su Man properly when she’s up to something?" Wen Siyuan received Mrs. Wen’s phone call as soon as he got off work, and she came over immediately. Upon entering and seeing Wen Yue and her three sisters along with the grandson whom Wen Siyuan was holding, she felt a headache coming on, and without a good tone, she spoke to Wen Siyuan. "I’ve tried handling it." Wen Siyuan tugged at the corner of his mouth, tasting bitterness: "But it was no use." "No use?" Mrs. Wen frowned: "Doesn’t she listen to you?" Wen Siyuan: "She agrees to my face, then does it again later." "So what do we do now? Do you really expect me to look after Wen Yue and the four siblings here?" Mrs. Wen had not expected Su Man to be such a troublemaker, given that she had specifically inquired before and heard that both Su Family’s daughters were good, and that Su Man and her son Siyuan had been living quite well after their marriage. Why then had she suddenly become troublesome, ending up getting herself into a police station? "I have to return to the office early tomorrow morning." Upon hearing this from Wen Siyuan, Mrs. Wen asked, "Do you need me here for a few days?" "Three days, Su Man can get out after three days." "Did you find out why she went around insulting and slandering others for no apparent reason?" "I asked, she said there was no particular reason." "Has she gone mad like a rabid dog?" "..." "Alright, keep an eye on the children. I’ll go to the kitchen and cook something for you all." Mrs. Wen placed her cloth bag on the couch and turned toward the kitchen. Wen Yue: "Dad, I’ll play with my little brother for a while, you sit down and have a rest." "Okay." Wen Siyuan put his not yet one-year-old son in a softly padded stroller,