"That annoying little brat is driving me insane! She actually bewitched Yan Ting into speaking up for her. That little witch—leaving her alive was a mistake." The old lady grew angrier the more she thought about it.
Luo Mei, standing nearby, silently lamented. If she'd known, she would have struck harder.
"Mom, Yan Ting usually acts so mature and composed, always steady and thoughtful. How could he be fooled by a little vixen now? Even dared to talk back to you? So unfilial!" Luo Mei seized the opportunity to stomp all over Huo Yanting's reputation.
The old lady's face twisted in frustration, and she gritted her teeth. "That woman must have put on some pitiful act in front of him to gain his sympathy. Yan Ting may not be the wandering type, but once his emotions are engaged, he's as stubborn as a mule."
