Yu Jingxi listened to his mother's words and looked at An Ning. "Do you think I covet your money?"
Wen Rufeng was rendered speechless by her arrogant and unruly son. She finally slammed her chopsticks down, her expression distorting with anger. "You don't like my money? What makes you think you're entitled to say that? Don't forget that before you turned 21, you spent my money. Don't forget how you always tried to trick me out of my money, and even used my money to woo girls. Now that you have a little money of your own, you look down on mine? Who do you think you are?"
As his mother's furious shouting grew more intense, her anger was palpable.
An Ning knew her mother-in-law was truly upset. "Mom, I don't think Jingxi meant to look down on your money!"
"Do I need you to tell me what's going on? You don't have to stick your nose in," Wen Rufeng snapped, showing no kindness to An Ning either.
