In the end, Madam Yang Zhenzhen said without holding back, "Is that so? But why do I remember that when you were still in your third year of high school, our Nian Nian was so concerned about you that she chased after you every day?"
"Pfft."
Shi Niange almost spat out her coffee.
Qin Siting glanced at her with a smile in his eyes. Shi Niange glared at him angrily, then looked at her mother with a sad expression. "Mom, you're even more overboard than my father when he was trying to sell me over. Are you your biological daughter?"
Yang Zhenzhen was only amused. "Isn't what I say true? I'm just lamenting that my daughter has good taste. At the same time, I'm reminding Little Qin that you've sacrificed so much, so he must treat you well"
Shi Niange really thanked her. She didn't want to accept this at all, all right?
It was too embarrassing.
