Even as an outsider aware of the situation, Xia Yinian couldn't believe that as a mother, she could be so cold.
"Beicheng has had a smooth journey all along, nothing bad," Qiu Yan poured herself another cup of tea.
She lifted the tea, looking at the girl across from her.
"Didn't you choose him because of his money?"
Xia Yinian forced a smile, feeling helpless.
"Do you have so little faith in your son that anyone who likes him must do so for his money?"
"Plus, your assistant calls me Miss Feng. Even if I'm not with Beicheng, with the Feng Family's status in Yaoshan, I shouldn't worry about food and clothing in this lifetime."
"Mother-in-law, do you think I'm right?" Xia Yinian raised an eyebrow lightly.
Maybe it was because she seemed too young or because she was so cruel to Beicheng that Xia Yinian couldn't treat her with the same respect as Grandma.
"That's the key," Qiu Yan glanced at Xia Yinian.
