"Mrs. Si, I think I've made it clear enough that I don't want you disturbing my life, so please, don't come looking for me again in the future."
"Wait a moment! Zhuang Shuqing, don't think that just because you've married someone else, you can wander about in front of my son. I'm telling you, no matter who you marry, you are not to see my son again!"
Zhuang Shuqing looked at the self-righteous woman in front of her and coldly laughed. She couldn't understand – where did this woman get the confidence to believe that she still harbored feelings for her son?
"Mrs. Si, you're thinking too much. Your son is not so outstanding that people can't stop thinking about him. Besides, when you tried to pay me off three years ago, I already knew there was no possibility between him and me anymore."
Jiang Fu let out a "yo" in disbelief, looking at Zhuang Shuqing, "I didn't expect this orphan to still have some backbone! I see you're just sour because you can't have the grapes!"
