Mo Yesi was expressionless. "So what if she wants my money? It's not like I don't have the money to give her. Whether you agree to us being together or not, we're already together. Mom, I respect you. That's why I've been trying to make you accept Mianmian. That's why after you've shown that you despise her time and time again, you still tried to change your impression of her.
"But it looks like I've made a mistake."
Madam Mo's expression changed. "What do you mean?"
Mo Yesi's eyes were filled with disappointment. "I won't do that again in the future. Whether you can accept Mianmian or not, it doesn't matter. If you don't like her, I'll let you two meet less in the future, or even not meet.
"It doesn't matter if your impression of her is good or not. Anyway, I'll be the one living with her in the future, not you. As long as I like my wife, I won't force anyone else to like her."
