"What's wrong with me yelling? Am I not justified? That Qian Rouxuan is nothing but a whore! Mom, what on earth is wrong with you? Letting her into our home like this? Have you gone mad?" Leng Ning couldn't bear Mrs. Leng's accusations any longer and shouted her questions out loud.
She initially planned to have a proper talk with her mother upon returning, to persuade her not to do something she'd regret later. But the moment she opened the door, what did she see?
It was Qian Rouxuan, sitting comfortably in the house, joyfully chatting and laughing with everyone else?
Mrs. Leng's chest heaved intensely with anger. "Leng Ning! Shut your mouth right now! She is here for a reason!"
Qian Rouxuan took John by the hand and looked sharply at Leng Ning. She could take the insult herself, but when it came to her son, hearing such words was unacceptable.
John furiously clenched his tiny fists. Why did this woman look down on his mom and him? They had done nothing to offend her.
