Xiaoyu shook her head.
She really couldn't think of anyone better than Mo Yesi.
"Mr. Mo is very outstanding, but…"
He was already married.
And he was 10 years older than them.
"No buts." Lin Wanwan cut her off. "I just want to be with him. Xiaoyu, help me think of a way to make Brother Yesi like me."
"Wanwan…"
"Don't persuade me. I don't want to hear it. If you still treat me as your best friend, help me. Otherwise, we'll break up!"
"Wanwan…"
"Help me, or we'll break up. You choose!"
…
"Shixiu, are you sure?" In the Old Madam's room, she looked up at her eldest grandson standing tall and straight and asked calmly.
Mo Shixiu nodded. "Yes, Grandma."
"You aren't going to change your mind?"
"No." There was no hesitation in his voice.
Old Madam was silent for a moment.
