Jia Xiufang felt that there were some indescribable things between Xiao Qian and Yu Minglang. Although it sounded a bit like hindsight, as a mother, she still had to say a few words.
Xiao Qian felt wronged.
She still had her integrity, why would she listen to the crazy talk of a menopausal woman!
"Mom, I know what you're saying. Girls should respect themselves and love themselves, control their own waistbands. If the waistband is loose early, happiness will come late, right?"
Jia Xiufang slapped the table, "You don't say, I'm not so angry yet. If you know the truth so clearly, why can't you do it?"
"How have I not done it? I've done it."
"Nonsense! I regret not keeping an eye on you now. Fortunately, the Old Yu Family didn't pick on this. Otherwise, what would you do!"
Xiao Qian listened to her mother's nagging and felt her eyelids getting heavy.
"I'm going to see Da Long doing his homework."
