Yao Yuan looked at the mother and daughter with abject disapproval.
He knew how imperative it was that Yao Tang should return to their household, for the sake of his career and the sake of their family as a whole.
The girl was only 17 years old, yet she had already established such an incredible social network that probably spanned across the country.
She could prove to be a great asset in his plans for the future, and might even help him gain a more secure foothold in City A.
"Yes, Dad," Yao Ran muttered, her voice quiet.
She lowered her head and bit her lips to keep her emotions from showing.
Qin Man opened her mouth to say something, but decided against it in the end. She could only look at her husband with pleading eyes and sigh.
And just like that, the atmosphere in the Yao Residence turned somber, with each of the family members deep in their own thoughts until Sunday rolled around.
