"I'm not leaving, I'm here to see my son. Not only will I not leave today, I won't leave tomorrow either." Ye Qing, ignoring Xie Lingzhi's nagging, folded her arms and sat down on the sofa.
Xie Lingzhi snorted, feeling helpless, treating her as nothing more than a pesky fly in the house.
The Mei Family wanted Xiao Chi to divorce, but he just wouldn't listen and refused to leave. She couldn't understand how Ye Qing, this bitch, had managed to charm her son.
The old couple of the Mei Family were no longer quarreling, but as long as Ye Qing was around, Old Mrs. Mei felt annoyed.
If it weren't for Ye Qing being her great-grandson's mother, she would have kicked her out a long time ago.
"The clothes from yesterday still aren't washed. Hurry up and get them done," Old Mrs. Mei came out of the room, feeling irritated when she saw Ye Qing leisurely sitting on the sofa.
