"Jingting, I heard you had a relapse a couple of days ago and it was really tough on you. How are these doctors taking care of you? It's outrageous! I'll arrange for some more doctors for you, both Western and traditional Chinese medicine, okay?"

"No need, I'll take care of it myself," Zhan Jingting said calmly. "Take care of yourself and don't worry about us."

Ruan Wanyi was a little unhappy. "I'm your mother, is it wrong for me to care about you? You keep saying 'we,' are you treating your mother like an outsider?"

Zhan Jingting turned to look at her, "I never eat with outsiders."

Ruan Wanyi: "..."

"Alright, alright, Mom knows you don't like me interfering too much, but son, you're not well and you're not by Mom's side, how can I not worry?"

“I’m already married, Wanwan will take care of me.”

Ruan Wanyi: "..."

She said sternly, "Jingting, do you know why Mom asked you to come out for dinner today?"

"I can tell you have an ulterior motive. Just say what you have to say."

Ruan Wanyi was furious. "I just don't understand. You can find any kind of girl, why do you have to choose her? Even if you don't mind her face and legs, or her poor family background, you can't ignore her character!"

“Jingting, I consider myself a very open-minded elder, but as the wife of the Zhan family, I am determined to stop you from bringing this woman into the Zhan family. You must listen to me on this matter.”

Zhan Jingting took a sip of hot tea and said calmly, "Why would you suddenly say that Wanwan has a bad character? Is it related to the video you sent me at noon and then immediately deleted? Show it to me."

Ruan Wanyi looked at Qiao Wanwan and said, "I'm not an unreasonable person. I'll give you a chance. If you can admit your mistakes, I'll consider giving you some face."

Qiao Wanwan: "......" ? ? ?

"Madam Zhan, I really don't know what I did wrong. Just tell me."

"You dare to do it but not admit it, huh? Then don't worry about me bringing this up in the open." Ruan Wanyi took out her phone and started a video call.

Qiao Wanwan looked closely and saw that the picture showed her and Xiang Yang. The two were walking and talking, and Xiang Yang quickly put his hand on her shoulder, looking very close.

Qiao Wanwan subconsciously turned her head to look at the man beside her, only to see his deep, cold eyes fixed on his phone, his handsome face so gloomy it looked like it could drip water...