The Son-in-law Dominance

y silent, as if everyone was w

Ken's eyes,

who once shielde

the forced marriage imposed by the

one and said, "This is all Old Nixon's decision

and mocking congratula

ulations! The Nixon famil

even a door-to-door son-in

ntity was

? Isn't he ju

proar, discussing how they

on-in-law; it's choosing

sts' comments, Amand

ually sharp-minded woman found her brain spinning too

introduce mys

and. Amanda looked at him stiffl

lifications do you have to make my daughter marry

worry, daughter. I'll go talk to your grandf

t a

ed Ken, blocking her path,

da couldn't stand steady. Her

tepped forward, tigh

filled with unwillingness,

esigned to humiliate h

eet and alley would

he face the

ers of the Nixon family, she was only

, tears surged i

thing: to hide her emotions. Even when greatly

weakness, but today,

uel Nixon approache

d each other so quickly. You

ace, barely holding back her crie

und a one-in-a-hundred man. Why don't you two go to the bridal chamber today while Grandpa is stil

t l

echoed throughout the hall, and

a darkened face, he lowered his voice and retorted, "You actua

oached, and Amanda, unwilling to show

, Uncle's voice came t

mind your

tatus. Yes, she was just the most d

a was lost i

ma

s palm struck

e, a bright red handprint on he

ly. Who are you? How dare you tell me to get lost? You think you

en it, inviting guests to eat and drink, saying, "Children's conflicts are not our concern. Come, find

en out of the banquet hall, le

as clear-headed, the others in the Nixon family wouldn't be so arrogant t

anda and jeered, "You bitch. Just because you suppres

, tears of grievance fina

till have the face to cry? Go cry at hom

ned by the world,

from the ground. Looking to the side, it was Ken. His ga

is my will. Regardless of life or death, richness or poverty, I