Rong Yan left and Mo Xiyan and Jiang Peihua were the only ones left in the spacious living room.
Jiang Peihua stared at her in disdain and chided in a hostile manner, "You've seen it. Rong Yan is so uptight and concerned about Anning. I'm giving you a piece of advice. If you still want to continue making a living in S City, you'd better put your intentions away."
Mo Xiyan guffawed and said proudly, "Auntie, I'm sure you and Grandpa know better than anyone else, how much Yan really loves me."
Jiang Peihua's face stiffened and she laughed with a cold expression.
"Auntie, I'm not showing off. I'm just stating facts. From what I know, Yan and Miss Luo have already been married for more than two years but their feelings for each other… hah."
"Are you trying to say that you mean more to the rascal than Anning does?" Jiang Peihua questioned angrily.
