"Did you really go out to play mahjong with Mrs. Li and the others?" Lin Yao looked at Liu Man with a doubtful expression. She didn't believe a word her mother said. In fact, Lin Yao was skeptical of everyone, trusting only herself in this world.
"Of course, I did!" Liu Man released her grip on the doorknob and turned around to speak to Lin Yao, her eyes flickering slightly. But the next second, she became serious and said, "Why are you asking me these questions today? Do you suspect what I've been doing outside?" As she spoke, a trace of sadness appeared on her face.
Lin Yao, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching her mother's aggrieved expression, showed no emotion on her face but didn't believe her words at all. She stood up and said, "I have no interest in whatever you've been doing outside, but remember, if you want to continue being Mrs. Lin in this house, you better rein in your actions outside!" Lin Yao's words, devoid of any familial warmth, were filled with warnings.
