Qu Li casually pointed at the gifts which were piled up into a small hill.
"Speaking of which, the Ning family has some ulterior motives. Otherwise, why would they send so many gifts over?
"I'm telling you, Shi Yong, stand strong! You're now the Ning family's eldest young master's father-in-law. There's no need to fawn over him. We raised Qin Yu, so it's only right for her to show filial piety!
"That wretched girl actually told Ning Chen about the 1000 yuan. Such a rich family actually had the audacity to ask for that. Bah! What a joke!
Shi Yong pointed at Qu Li, his lips trembling. He couldn't say a word.
Then, he put down his hand dejectedly.
What reasoning could he have with such a woman?
Ning Chen's words had been shocking to him; he was afraid that he would have a hard time getting past this hurdle.
Now, he could only count on Xiaoyu, and he hoped that Ning Chen would let him off for her sake.
