Yun Liu got into her car. She looked at Lin Yu's figure, let out a breath, and smiled disdainfully, thinking, 'It seems like the heavens haven't forsaken me yet; every cloud has a silver lining.'
...
After she perfunctorily entertained Han Yuan and sent her off, Madam Ye—Lu Ying—immediately called her eldest son, Ye Tang. "Ye Tang, son, come home quickly. Mom can't take it anymore. I really can't take it anymore! I can't!" Lu Ying groaned over the phone.
There wasn't a hint of fluster in Ye Tang's voice as he replied, "Mom, if you have something to say, say it. If not, I'm hanging up. I'm in a meeting."
"Ye Tang! If you dare hang up on me, I'll go to your office and cry!" Lu Ying energetically retorted.
"Okay, Mom! Then tell me, what exactly is the matter? I have a meeting to get back to," Ye Tang said patiently.
