It Can't Be His House

"Mom, we're already at the hotel. Why are you still looking so upset?"

Chen Teng asked worriedly.

Since the morning, Fu Jinglan's attitude had remained unchanged.

Now that both families were about to meet, it would be impolite if she continued like this.

"I told you a long time ago that I don't agree with your relationship. Why do you think I'm upset?"

"But the thing is, Xin Yu's situation isn't bad," Chen Teng argued.

"She has a decent appearance, works in finance at a pharmaceutical company, and even plans to take the civil service exam. What's wrong with that?"

"It's not her appearance that's the issue, it's her family!" Fu Jinglan responded sternly.

"They come from a third-tier city and don't have much money. I can't agree to you marrying someone from such a background."

Fu Jinglan's attitude remained firm, showing no signs of relenting.