The provocation was successful, and Ling Weixuan chuckled to herself with satisfaction...
However, Murong Furong couldn't see such a smile, so she reached out and held Mrs. Murong's hand: "Aunt, I think maybe we shouldn't meet anymore in the future?"
"What?"
"Qianqian really doesn't like me, nor does she like you interacting with me. I don't want to cause any discord between you and your daughter-in-law because of me."
The more magnanimous she acted, the more unpleasant Mrs. Murong's expression became: "She doesn't like me, so I have to give in to her?"
With that, Mrs. Murong patted Ling Weixuan's hand in return: "Don't think too much, we'll meet when we should, don't mind her."
"But..."
"If you keep saying this, I won't be happy. I have no friends in Nanyou, I only know you. If you ignore me, what should I do?"
Upon hearing this, Ling Weixuan's eyes turned red again: "Aunt, you are so kind to me..."
