Bai Youran giggled. She was rather smug that Jiang Hongying wanted her to marry her son to increase his chances of being the successor.
But at the same time, she was rather displeased that she was being used. If he could not even beat a village boy, then he was certainly useless.
"Mother, let's not talk about these boring things. I just want to get better. If this continues, others will think that I'm seriously ill!"
Zheng Min snapped out of her reverie and said, "Right, right, right. You should just take care of yourself. From Jiang Yiru's tone, I think that you will soon be able to go out and resume your activities. That will stop any rumors."
Bai Youran did not pay much attention to the Mo family's news. She did not say anything else. She felt that her mother had done the right thing.
