"The position of the Young Mistress of Lu Family is reserved for Qiyan! She is our family's legitimate wife, married openly and honorably! You, with your low-class status, don't even think that Yebai will marry you!"
"Get out!"
Hearing her increasingly offensive words, Lu Yebai was truly angered and roared out in a gloomy rage.
"..."
Mrs. Lu was silenced by his shout, her anger suppressed, and could only glare at Meng Xi'er, unwillingly said, "Then when will you come home?"
"I'll see when I have time."
"So when exactly will you have time? Qiyan can't wait that long, her belly…"
"Get out!"
"..."Mrs. Lu pursed her lips and looked at her eldest son's fierce demeanor somewhat wronged, "Alright, alright, I'm leaving."
She turned around and took a few steps, then looked back at Lu Yebai, saying, "No matter what, you're the future successor of the Lu Family. You know clearly what you ought to do and who you ought to marry, don't you?"
