Chi Yue pulled Fu Mianmian to her side, standing together with Zhan Mobai. She then stood up, encompassing the two kids in her protective circle.
"Who have I not let go? Tell me clearly, how have I not let go?"
Zhan Youyou didn't answer, instead giving a signal to someone not far away, who immediately walked away.
Soon enough, someone slowly approached them, seemingly tricked into coming to watch the drama.
The banquet hadn't even started, and Zhan Youyou couldn't hold back?
Chi Yue watched calmly, waiting for her to perform.
As more people gathered around, Zhan Youyou finally spoke again, "Chi Yue, I know you hate me, but you can't use my naive little nephew to get back at me. His mom doesn't want him, and his dad brings the kids he's raising outside to the banquet. By treating him well now, aren't you taking advantage of the situation?"
Chi Yue did not expect Zhan Youyou to twist the facts like this, and for a moment, she was stunned.
