"Rumor? How could it be a rumor, I have photos of him with that woman right here!" Wen Rufeng stated, her evidence irrefutable.
"Oh..." An Ning pinched Mo Ang hard and mouthed, "Did you hear that? Mom has evidence."
"When did she learn to tail people?" Mo Ang couldn't stand it and said.
"How should I know." An Ning responded softly as well.
Mo Ang pinched the bridge of An Ning's nose, using lip language to accuse, "You taught her that."
"How did I teach her that?" An Ning denied it, pinching his arm hard.
Mo Ang's brow furrowed deeply from her pinch.
From his expression, An Ning could tell it must have hurt him a lot.
Wen Rufeng continued, adding fuel to the fire. "An Ning, I said you could find a boyfriend, anyone would do, but couldn't you find someone somewhat decent, someone with good character?"
