Su Ran's words made the entire living room fall into a deathly silence.
And Deng Jingru, upon hearing Su Ran describe her son in such an unbearable manner, saw her originally composed face instantly sink.
"Besides, has your daughter ever lacked in snatching things from me since we were young? However, she can indeed only pick up what I don't want anymore—a mistress' daughter, isn't that the treatment she deserves?"
Su Ran cast a glance at Su Xinyan, whose face was filled with malevolent colors, and quietly added a sentence.
"Moreover, she herself is a mistress."
"You…"
Seeing her precious daughter described in such a way, Tan Lirong was furious, her eyes red with anger.
"Enough!"
Wen Peipei finally couldn't help but reprimand loudly.