"We're off then."
"Goodbye, Auntie."
Yue Tingfeng took the cosmetics from Yan Qingsi, and the duo left.
Mrs. Yue heard the sound of the car engine starting and harrumphed, "Two heartless kids."
Aunt Wu, while clearing the dining table, asked, "Madam, you like Miss Yan very much right?"
"Nonsense...I...I just felt that she...she's rather pitiable, losing her mother from a young age and growing up with her stepmother. Those in the Yan family are all like that. She must've gone through quite some hardships in her youth. Sigh...most importantly is Tingfeng loves her. If he loves her, I, as a mother, can't just get in the way. Moreover, she's...quite capable. If they do get together, she can control that little rascal in the future."
Aunt Wu nodded. "Yes, you're right."
Mrs. Yue stretched her tired bones. After an entire day of shopping, followed by that episode with that Helan couple, she was exhausted from wasting so much brainpower.
