Bei Yiyi lifted her eyes, looked at his face, still impeccably handsome and distinguished, but on his lightly wheat-colored skin, one could still faintly see the red marks of five fingers...
She wanted to raise her hand to touch his face, but halfway through, she pulled it back.
Bei Yiyi did not answer his words but shifted the topic, coldly asking, "That old woman outside, how did you handle her?!"
"Yiyi..." Wu Yao looked at her deeply, "She's my mom..."
If it was someone else who bullied Bei Yiyi and her family, he could certainly use ruthless means to retaliate directly.
Unfortunately, the person doing these things was his own mother.
Every family has its difficulties, and it is said even a fair official finds it hard to resolve family disputes. What should he do? How should he handle it?!
Bei Yiyi, upon hearing his words, figured he hadn't been able to do anything to her mother outside, let alone persuade his mother to agree for them to be together.
