"You really threatened our aunt?" Mr. Yu was dumbfounded.
He thought Yu Laomao forcing Aunt's husband into premature retirement was already ruthless enough.
Little did he expect there to be someone worse – although Mr. Yu didn't know that Qian was no better than Yu Mingxi; they're equally matched in cunning. So when Mr. Yu spoke, Qian nervously drank, treating wine like tea, while Yu Minglang seemed to see through everything, watching her with an amused expression.
"It wasn't really a threat, I just reached out to my student. She recently got a role in a drama mainly playing a mistress who confronts the wife. Of course, art imitates life, so I let her practice on our aunt."
Seeing the expressions of understanding from everyone at the table, Yu Mingxi defensively explained.
