Old Madam Ye sighed. "I don't know whose temper she has taken after. She's absent without a word. I'm really afraid that she won't come…"
"Mom, don't worry," Yang Wei said in a friendly tone, "Beisheng may be a little mischievous, but she won't ignore you. You said you'd celebrate her birthday. She's such a filial person, so why wouldn't she come?"
Song Ci looked at Old Madam Ye mockingly. Did she mean that Ye Beisheng wasn't filial if she didn't come?
Song Zheng was right, this family was disgusting.
However, Xiao Wu should be here soon. Song Ci suddenly curled her lips. She didn't say anything else and quietly sipped her tea.
After waiting for another ten minutes, the students started to complain.
Yang Wei's past had nothing to do with them, but Ye Beisheng's tardiness was a waste of their time. Therefore, everyone's anger was instantly shifted to Ye Beisheng.
