Madam An was both shocked and furious as she grabbed An Pei's clothes sharply and asked loudly, "What do you mean by this? Can't stand seeing me with our son and want to let that fox spirit and bastard you're raising outside come into our home?"
"I'm telling you, as long as I have a breath left, don't even think about getting your way. Don't forget, the company grew with my family's support, and both my son and I have shares in An Family's business. Don't push me too hard."
The ferocious expression on Madam An's chubby, fortunate-looking face appeared especially terrifying.
Originally enraged, An Pei instantly stiffened and pulled Madam An's hand off his clothes, "Alright, I was just too angry and said things I didn't mean; you took them seriously."
This was, in essence, An Pei's reluctant concession.
Madam An didn't persistently nag about this matter either. Currently, the most crucial issue was how to manage the wedding that was now missing a groom.
