Madam Zhou quickly approached Wufu, clasping her hands tightly, her lips quivering, and a flicker of embarrassment crossed her face.
Yes, embarrassment.
She had never thought that one day, her own family would make her feel embarrassed in front of her daughter.
Was it because the things Wufu had said before had come true, or was it because of their shameless audacity?
"Wufu, let's go inside and talk, alright?" Madam Zhou pleaded, "Don't make a fuss here with them, it's not worth it. You're about to reach the age of marriage, Wufu; don't tarnish your reputation because of them."
Wufu withdrew her gaze, saying, "Fine. Mother, you go inside first!"
They were just a few short-sighted flies, that was all; she could easily send them packing.
Seeing the look on her face, Madam Zhou pursed her lips and turned back.
