Wen Dian averted his gaze.
Madam Wen glared at her son. "What are you busy with all day? Fu He can't even see you! She's my future daughter-in-law, not my maid! What's the matter with you throwing her to me every day? I'm telling you, Wen Dian, don't you dare think of anything else! If you dare to let Fu He down, I'll teach you a lesson!"
I was overjoyed. I had just praised Madam Wen, but now she had withdrawn all her wisdom.
Wen Dian did not care about his mother's scolding.
On the other hand, Miss Fu He was so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to hide in.
Wen Dian was actually a filial son. "Mother! I've been a little busy these few days. After I'm done, I'll go and accompany you, okay?"
Madam Wen went with the flow. "Not good! I want you to go out and eat with us right now!"
Wen Dian was in a bit of a dilemma.
