Nianyou sneered, "Oh, Chuyi, why do you always lie? That's not a good habit, you have to change it! When did my mom ever invite you to our house for dinner? Can someone like you, a servant's daughter, even sit at the same table with us?"
"Even if my mom did invite you, wouldn't you refuse? You can't possibly think you're equal to us, right? Why are you so clueless?"
"Dad, Chuyi must be so envious of my life, she probably wants to be your daughter as well. At every opportunity, she's so eager to cozy up to mom. Actually, mom finds her quite annoying, but she's never said anything out of respect for Aunt Lin."
Wen Xingye was worried about not finding a good excuse to send Ye Chuyi away, and upon hearing Wen Nianyou say this, he commented, "If your mom finds her annoying, then send her away. She just got out of the hospital, don't let her get upset over such trivial matters."
After he spoke, he closed the car window and drove into the villa.
