The man chuckled, "You're really beautiful."
But the auntie didn't like it, "Beautiful? She looks like a vixen."
Ye Anqi's eyes snapped open—
When the auntie met her icy gaze, she sheepishly looked away.
Her son, however, approached eagerly, "Miss, what illness do you have? Don't you have family to take care of you?"
Ye Anqi ignored him, got up, and went to the restroom to freshen up.
The soundproofing in the general ward was terrible.
Ye Anqi was brushing her teeth... when the conversation of the mother and son duo drifted in from outside.
"Mom, what do you think about me pursuing her? She's so beautiful, she'd make a great daughter-in-law for you."
"Great? Not at all, she's too much like a vixen, not keeper material."
Ye Anqi observed her delicate, perfect features in the mirror, lively and flawless from every angle, no vixen could compare to her.
"No way, I'm so outstanding, how could I not keep her? You know, my monthly salary is over 8,000."
