Dina's face darkened. "What do you mean? Who knows how many people want this opportunity? If it weren't for your mother, you wouldn't even have the right to know."
At this moment, Lin Shu-er came out with a fruit plate.
She placed it on the coffee table and called for everyone to eat.
Dina looked at Lin Shu'er and said coldly, "Mrs Ye, your son really doesn't know how to be polite. You really have to teach him well, or else he'll be crippled!"
Lin Shu-er's face darkened.
She was displeased with Dina's way of speaking to Ye Qingran.
She looked at Dina and then at Ye Qingran. "This..."
Ye Qingran chuckled. "I heard the conversation between you and my mother just now. You called my mother useless and said that I'm crippled, but who do you think you are to come to our house and put on airs?"
Dina was so angry that her face turned red.
