Seeing Tao Duoduo's face change faster than flipping a book, Tao Yuhao asked puzzledly, "Mom, why refuse? He's quite good."
"Quite good?" Tao Duoduo slammed the chopsticks down, looking sternly at Tao Yuhao, "Back then, when your birth mother set her eyes on your dad, she said the same thing. At that time, your dad wasn't as impressive as he is now, and eventually, he resented her. As for Jing Moyan you mentioned, is his family the wealthiest? A man of his status, what kind of wife can't he have?"
Tao Yuhao frowned, looking at Tao Duoduo strangely, "Mom, I never thought of being his wife." Was mom overthinking?
"Not wanting to be his wife, just wanting to be his mistress!"
"Mom, you're thinking too seriously!"
