"Zining, about Weiyi's matter..." After Mr. Sheng left, Fu Zining and Rong Jing'an sat in the living room.
Upon mention of Song Weiyi, Fu Zining looked at him with a cold face, full of indignation.
"What about it? Is there a problem with Weiyi's matter?" Her chilly tone already revealed her strong dissatisfaction.
Rong Jing'an was not unaware that Fu Zining was angry. Although he was thoroughly disappointed with his youngest daughter's actions, sending a good daughter into the clutches of Mr. Sheng was like sending a lamb into a wolf's mouth.
It was possible that something could happen to Weiyi with irreversible consequences.
After all, there were still feelings toward her mother, Rong Jing'an thought, frowning.
"It's unlikely that she and Pei Yibai will divorce easily." Rong Jing'an said, furrowing his brows. He knew his wife was angry and understood that the more he pleaded for Song Weiyi, the more irate Fu Zining would become, hence counterproductive.
