"Mianyi!"
Yue Chong turned his head, looking toward his wife.
"I've talked to you about this before, haven't you listened to a single word? I've told you already, that girl is no simple matter, how can you still... Forget it, forget it, I don't want to argue with you anymore."
He waved his hand dismissively at Luo Mianyi, his face full of helplessness.
"Just remember, whether Chushui's heart will lean towards us is still uncertain. If Chushui comes back and sees that his mother has such a demeanor towards his benefactor and sister, what will he think?"
"This..."
Luo Mianyi was startled by his words.
She raised her hand to her forehead, took a deep breath, and exhaled heavily.
Since when did she, Luo Mianyi, have to concern herself with the feelings of a young girl? The thought made her feel like a fallen tiger scorned by dogs!
"Brother Chong, no need to say more, I understand."