"Who are you? We don't even know you!" Lin Fan's eyebrows furrowed in disgust as he forcefully pulled his arm away from Zhang Meili's filthy hand.
Yuan Youwei smirked and deliberately raised her voice. "I-I'm Zhang Meili! I'm Su Mengqing's mom!"
Sobbing hysterically, Zhang Meili tried to grab the leg of Lin Fan's crisp, tailored trousers. However, before she could get close, Mrs. Xue stepped in her way with a cold expression.
"Didn't you just say you weren't Zhang Meili?"
Lin Fan glanced down at the two greasy handprints on his trousers, feeling a pang of annoyance. Yuan Youwei had this suit custom-made for me. It's ruined after only one day.
"I... I... my dear son-in-law, you can't be like those heartless beasts and abandon your own mother!" Zhang Meili's plump body trembled, her face flushing crimson as she began to wail even louder and more pitifully.
