On One Side Stood His Mother, On the Other Was His Lover. How Could He Choose?
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Watching Jiao Ziqing's explosive look, Ou Ming squeezed his eyes shut, his heart lamenting the situation.
Yu Lili flung Ou Ming's hand off and continued, her eyebrows creased in anger. "It was my mistake in calling you 'Auntie' just now. I had thought that you were still an elder after all. But judging from the way you speak, I feel that your actions don't reflect those of an elder at all. An elder should have the appropriate attitude of one in order to properly guide the younger generation. Unfortunately, and forgive me for being blunt, but this is my first time meeting you, and other than your aged physical appearance, your actions do not make you seem any more mature than I am."
In other words, she was saying that Jiao Ziqing was taking advantage of her advanced years to impose her ideas on others.
Women never took it well when they were called old, much less Jiao Ziqing.