Mrs. Yue usually obeyed Yue Tingfeng, so she instinctively started up the stairs. However, she stopped after two steps, turned around, and said, "No, I can't go up."
She went through all that trouble to stop the little slut from getting it on with her son. If she leaves just like that, they would most definitely just pick up where they left off.
Yan Qingsi knew what she was thinking. She chuckled to herself, so it seems she was still that b*tch in everyone's eyes. A bad omen that good proper parents would never want in their family.
Forcing a smile as if nothing had happened, Yan Qingsi asked, " Aunty, are you afraid that I'm going to devour your son?"
Having people put up their defenses against her like that made her bitter, but it also made her smile much brighter.
Knowing Yan Qingsi could see through her, Mrs. Yue responded with a stammer, "Of course I'm worried when you're together with my son. Tonight, you sleep with me."
