Jiang Wenhui left, but Qiu Shuyun's anger didn't subside. She looked at her back and said irritably, "Look at her, what does she look like? Doesn't let anyone say a word. I'm her mom, not her enemy."
"Enough, what does this have to do with Wenhui?" Jiang Zhengfeng was also tired of Qiu Shuyun's unreasonable attitude.
"I don't care, I absolutely won't allow my son to be kicked out of the house."
Jiang Zhengfeng's expression slightly darkened, "Call Yu Tai and tell him to come back quickly and apologize to his grandfather."
"Yu Tai's phone isn't being answered." Qiu Shuyun said with a stiff face, "It's all because of that little tramp, she must have bewitched Yu Tai."
At this moment, she held no affection for Zhuang Chujiao, especially after knowing she was not the Zhuang family's daughter; she regretted wanting to match her with her son.
