"You—"
Just one sentence, and Luo Mianyi was left blushing furiously, unable to utter a word.
After all, how she had treated Yue Chushui over the past year, everyone in the Yue Clan, if asked, would be able to recount it readily; she wanted to hide it, but could not.
Moreover, there was Yue Chushui himself, standing right there. Could she really silence him?
Thinking of this, she inwardly regretted not having merely gone through the motions and treated Yue Chushui better from the start.
She was openly harsh to Yue Chushui when all the clan was watching. Yet, had she only shown outward care towards Chushui, allowing people to see it directly, even if she wished in secret to get rid of Chushui, no one would have suspected her.
Tsk, how had she not realized this earlier?
"Ha, Young Master Lin jests. Chushui is indeed my son, and I naturally worry about Chushui," she forced a smile and spoke to Lin Changhong.
Old Madam Yue: "..."
