Cai Meiqin watched her from a distance and continued, "Don't think that just because you've moved into my son's house, he's going to marry a two-timing vixen like you! This Friday, my son will be getting engaged to the Qi Family's daughter! He's just playing around with you!"
Bei Yiyi: "..."
"If you don't want your parents to get dragged into this, then hurry up and get lost from my son's side! Stop shamelessly clinging to him!!"
Bei Yiyi's chest heaved with anger, her pride deeply wounded, "Do you think your son is some hot commodity?! Every woman is dying to stick to him! I'm staying here because your son begged me to!"
Remembering something, she laboriously freed a hand from her pocket, took out her phone, and dialed Wu Yao while resting against the protruding edge of a tall Roman column.
The phone rang only once before it was answered, Wu Yao's warm, magnetic voice coming through, "Yiyi?"
