"Damnable fool, I haven't even settled this matter with you yet! How dare you auction off Qianyi while I was away! Is that something a father would do? I think your brain must have been clogged by lard!"
Old Lady Yan jabbed her cane against Yan Hong's chest, again and again.
It hurt a lot, but Yan Hong didn't dare to grab the cane; he could only retreat and try to dodge.
"Mom, don't make it sound so ugly, I was finding a suitor for Qianyi! I didn't know she would wake up; as a vegetative person, being able to get married and have children isn't such a bad thing!"
"What rubbish! You publicized her as having an 'S' grade fertility, do you realize how dangerous that could be for her?"
