165: Son, We Can’t Be Like Animals

Son, We Can’t Be Like Animals

Mrs. Yue took one look at Yan Qingsi, then turned around and shouted at Yue Tingfeng. "You shut up and listen. Come over here!"2

Mrs. Yue pulled her son into the nearest bedroom and shut the door.

Yan Qingsi raised an eyebrow. Let the mother and son bicker.

In the bedroom, Mrs. Yue expressed her disappointment at Yue Tingfeng. "I've always known you weren't a good child but you are my son. Usually, I don't lecture you much but we can't be like animals!"

Yue Tingfeng rubbed his forehead. Animals?

He had become an animal in his mother's heart.

Yan Qingsi really did a number on his mother's image of him.

Yue Tingfeng tried to fight for his case. "Ma, I… If I said I didn't do it, would you believe me?"

Mrs. Yue eyed him cautiously. "I'd believe you like I believe in ghosts."

Yue Tingfeng was speechless.

He was unhappy that his mother trusted Yan Qingsi's recount but not his.

How horrible was his mother's impression of him?

Mrs. Yue pointed at the door. "Let me be clear, I do not like that little minx outside. She makes me uneasy but she is a girl and you cannot simply take advantage of people."

Yue Tingfeng gritted his teeth. "Ma…"

Mrs. Yue smacked him on the shoulder. "Cut off ties with her now. She's not an option and together, you two are no good for each other. Break it off before someone gets dragged through the mud. Find a nice girl, get married, and live a good life."

Yue Tingfeng gave up arguing. After all, his words meant nothing to his mother. He replied lazily, "And if she doesn't want to leave me?"

"Pay her more. Her type usually just wants money to spend."

A smile graced Yue Tingfeng's features as he said, "Ma…As you said, I'm not a good man. Why should I go and soil another family's daughter? I could just play around with the one outside. After all, we're similar in nature and there won't be collateral damage."

If Yan Qingsi was a woman who could be paid off, Yue Tingfeng would have gotten his hands on her sooner. He would not have gone through such lengths for her.

Mrs. Yue's expression changed. "Are you serious?"

Yue Tingfeng had a comical expression. "Serious?"

Mrs. Yue regarded her son for a moment before saying, "Nothing. I've already made my stand clear. My feelings about that minx will not change but you cannot treat her like a dog. Today's incident better not repeat, or else…"

"Or else what?"

"I'll smack you!"

…

The two finally walked out of the bedroom. Yan Qingsi had served herself a bowl of chicken soup as if it was her own home. She said to them, "My bad. I was hungry and couldn't help myself."

At the sight of Yan Qingsi, the warning that Mrs. Yue had died on her lips. She was still feeling bad about the miscarriage.

Seeing the little minx appreciate the chicken soup she had cooked made Mrs. Yue grateful that at least the girl had a good palate.

Yan Qingsi sipped the soup and said, "Auntie, your phone was ringing just now."

Mrs. Yue walked over to the table and checked her phone. There was a missed call from Yan Ruke.

Her first reaction was to hide it from Yue Tingfeng, else he would berate her again.

As she was stuffing the phone into her bag, it rang again.

Yan Qingsi smirked and ate a piece of chicken. "Auntie, answer the phone. I see Yan Ruke has been calling non-stop. It might be an emergency, y'know?"

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