"You've always wanted Mianmian to divorce me. You don't think she's worthy of being your daughter-in-law. You want to matchmake Shen Rou and me. In your eyes, the Shen and Mo families are compatible. You watched Shen Rou grow up. The ideal daughter-in-law in your heart is Shen Rou.
"Even though Mianmian and I are married, you've never given up on this idea."
Madam Mo's face turned pale. "Ah Si, you…"
Mo Yesi smiled again, but there was no smile in his eyes. "Mom, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? I never said it because I thought you might give up after a while, but I was wrong.
"Since I can't change your mind, I should just give up.
"I've said it before. If you can't accept Mianmian, we won't appear in front of you again." Mo Yesi slowly got up under Madam Mo's flustered and angry gaze. He stared into her eyes and said word by word, "I'll come back when you accept Mianmian.
