"Dad, help Mom please," Yang Zhilin couldn't keep her composure like Mrs. Yang could. After all, the mastermind was Mrs. Yang, not her. She was just anxious now, watching as she was about to lose to Xiao Jianming in their bet once again.
Once, twice, if she always lost, she and the Yang Family would appear incompetent in Xiao Jianming's eyes. How could she make Xiao Jianming admit she was the most suitable daughter-in-law for the Xiao Family?
What about her Brother Yebai, should she just hand him over to Gu Nuan, that vixen?
"Dad—" Yang Zhilin said through gritted teeth as she grabbed her father Yang Baixin's arm.
Yang Baixin turned to look at her and said, "Do you really like that man so much?"
"Dad, haven't you met Brother Yebai before? Didn't you praise him?" Yang Zhilin said.
