"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Ye Nuanxi, do you have no shame? He's engaged, and here you are clinging to someone else's man. Is that fun for you?"
The moment she heard this, Ye Qianqian could hardly wait to crush Ye Nuanxi into the dust, "You keep calling my mom the 'other woman,' what's the difference between you and a mistress now?"
"He has a fiancée..."
"We have a son!"
Just when Ye Qianqian arrogantly thought that facing such a situation, Ye Nuanxi had no other choice but to endure, she unexpectedly spoke up and interrupted, and even did so with confidence, "Whether I am a mistress or not isn't for you to decide; my husband decides. When I had my son with my husband, he hadn't even been in a relationship yet. If having a child with a man who has never been in a relationship is being a mistress, then aren't all women in the world mistresses?"
"You..." Ye Qianqian was so angry she almost spat blood, "Ye Nuanxi, you're shameless!"
"I have a husband, why would I need a face?"
