Xue Lan didn't want to compete with Xia Yumo in a war of words. As a rich wife from a wealthy family, she couldn't compete with such low-class people who earn a living by their mouths.
Xia Yumo had seen many dog-blood idol dramas, where the young master's rich mother confronted Cinderella and offered her 5 million to leave her son. She had seen it many times.
Although Xue Lan didn't explicitly say it, Xia Yumo could guess from her disgusted attitude towards herself.
She just wondered if Mrs. Gu would offer her 5 million to leave her son.
If she did, would she accept it, accept it, or accept it anyway?
After Xia Yumo thought wildly in her heart, she glanced at the domineering Xue Lan in front of her and smiled, saying:
"I guessed a little, Mrs. Gu, tell me first, and let me check if it's the same as what I guessed."
"You..."
Xue Lan thought about it, but didn't want to waste words with Xia Yumo.
