"Not now."
Infused with acrimony, Yu Baihe smirked, "Didn't you say you dare?"
"The matriarch's memory may be clouded by her status, but mine isn't. I'm still young and my mind is sound. So I won't forget that my mother needs surgery in two hours."
At these words, Yu Baihe's face turned an instant mix of black and red. Her fingers, painted with bright red rouge, almost pinched into the flesh.
But such outbursts last only momentarily!
In an instant, the outwardly noble woman forced a provocative smile. The words that flowed from her mouth were chilling to the bone: "But, isn't there still two hours left? It's not life or death."
"..."
Gu Qianqian was at a loss for words, her hands hanging at her side involuntarily tightened...
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"So Mrs. Lu Shenglin is also here."
The sudden cold voice, carrying a mature male's characteristic husky texture, seemed genuinely surprised but also appeared to contain other implications.
