Madame Qian, seeing that Madame Yun couldn't retort, spoke more and more outrageously, "Madame Yun, I know you dote on your daughter. Don't worry, once Weiwei marries into our family, I will help educate her. I will hire the best teachers to teach her violin, and I will even hire someone to teach her special ways to keep a man's interest."
"So let's set the wedding date today. Nanyin is young, but marriage will stabilize him!"
"..."
Madame Yun grew angrier, her chest heaving. She clenched Yun Wei's hand tightly, her eyes reddening but no words of rebuttal came out.
Yun Wei's face turned a shade of iron.
At that moment, Shen Bijun locked her phone screen, and her indifferent voice suddenly rang out, "Does Madame Qian have a daughter?"
Everyone was slightly stunned.
Only then did Yun Wei realize that Shen Bijun was actually asking about her.
She immediately nodded, "Yes, she's only seventeen this year…"
