"You, you..." Ning Fu was at a loss for words.
At this moment, her hands still bore the freshly done manicure, maintaining her own sense of decorum.
But from her expression, it was certainly not as calm as it seemed—she was already shaking with anger.
"Don't worry, Mom, you taught me before that I must return evil with good. Now, I must listen to you diligently to be a good daughter," Su Zhiruan added fuel to the fire with a grin.
"He's your father if he cheats on someone else, what will we mother and son do?" Ning Fu looked at her, suppressing the displeasure in her heart, and continued to instruct Su Zhiruan earnestly, "You should persuade your dad. I thought your father and I were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and I never expected someone else to come between us. How can this be good?"
