Ming Wan frowned, "What do you mean?"
Chuchu said, "It's not what I mean, it's what Andrew means. This scumbag clearly wants to emulate his father and make you his mistress."
"Impossible!" Ming Wan shouted sharply. It was unclear whether she meant that Andrew was impossible or that it was impossible for her to be someone else's mistress.
Seeing her reaction so intense, Chuchu felt a bit relieved; this young lady still had some dignity.
"Then we'll leave here immediately after attending his wedding."
Ming Wan hesitated and said, "Actually, my brother said if I want to stay longer, it's possible."
Hearing her words, Chuchu squinted and asked, "Did your brother really say that?"
"Mm." Ming Wan nodded.
Could it really be as grandpa said, that this matter wasn't so simple? Chuchu could smell the scent of conspiracy, her whole body's cells were excitedly clamoring, but her rational mind told her she should leave this troublesome place as soon as possible.
