How Could He Let It Be?

"Jiaqi, what are you talking about?" Ding Junchi interrupted his younger sister in disbelief. "Our family has already become like this. If we give up Second Uncle's company, we'll have nothing left."

"But, but—" But the woman was a monster.

"That's enough, Jiaqi. If you managed to capture Qian Yikun's heart back then, our family wouldn't have become like this. You should stay with your grandma at your second uncle's house. It's about time you learn how to capture a man's heart." Ding Jiaqi's mother pinched her daughter and looked at her mother-in-law. "Mom, I think that Haonan is completely bewitched by that little vixen. You mustn't sit on the side and watch as Haonan give everything in our family to that little vixen."

"Don't worry. With me around, that little vixen won't be able to get anything," Madame Ding said in a low voice. She then looked at Ding Jiaqi. "You too. Qian Yikun has been there so many times. Why can't you stand in front of him?"