'How infuriating!'
Tang Feiling was boiling with anger as she stared at both Xuxu and Su Yue—especially towards Su Yue. Even though she was just a young lass, she couldn't help but feel an utmost hatred and jealousy towards her.
Ming Ansheng was already used to Su Yue addressing him as an uncle.
He smiled at her and asked, "How are your results recently? Any improvement?"
Su Yue merely gave him a swift glance, appearing exceedingly haughty.
Ming Ansheng had already expected that she wouldn't answer. He chuckled and brushed it aside. "In that case, I shall not ask you both to join me for dinner."
He said 'I' not 'we'.
Xuxu replied, "I'll bring Yueyue in."
She held Su Yue's hand and walked into the restaurant.
After he watched them leave with the waiter, his expression turned stony once more as he walked towards Tang Feiling.
Tang Feiling shrunk back in fear. "Ansheng."
