"Pfft." Yan Qingsi really wanted to laugh. Mrs. Yue really did not turn her back on her own son.
Mrs. Yue was probably the only one in the whole world who could boast of Yue Tingfeng as an honest businessman.
Mrs. Zhou was already about to stand, but she sat back down immediately. Before she came to play mahjong, her husband had told her to get closer to Mrs. Yue, as his company had submitted their tender for one of the Yue clan's big projects. He hoped to land that project through Mrs. Yue.
She had almost forgotten that particular point. She smiled immediately and said, "I had never said that I wanted to leave. When you called me, I had agreed to pull an all-nighter. Although our family is no match for the Yue, Helan, or Li families, this is just a small sum. It's not like we don't have it. Mahjong is for entertainment. It's all just winning and losing. We don't depend on this for our livelihood either. Playing a couple of rounds is just for us to have fun."
