Tang Zhiyu's brilliant performance did not immediately move Fu Guiyin to tears.
She merely took out her phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, when did Xiao Man come to the mainland? Which day was it a few days ago? Exactly what day?"
Li Ye and Fu Yiruo exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised.
So Fu Guiyin, who looked like she had a "love-struck brain," had actually assigned people to keep watch over her own son.
One's environment could change a person. Now that Fu Guiyin had become a smuggler, she truly was no longer the same as before.
After calling her subordinate, Fu Guiyin dialed another number. This time, her tone turned gentle.
"Hello, Xiao Man! When did you come to the mainland? Is that so? What did you come to the mainland for? Who have you met these past few days?"
Li Ye and Fu Yiruo both began to admire Fu Guiyin. If they had not seen the killing intent on her face with their own eyes, they would have thought she and Fu Zhiman were truly a loving mother and filial son!
But what was even more admirable came afterward.
Fu Zhiman suddenly lost his temper on the other end of the call, shouting furiously, "I just don't agree with you marrying that pauper! He's only after your money!"
"Giggle, giggle, giggle. Plenty of people are after my money. Aren't you one of them too?"
Fu Guiyin remained on the phone with Fu Zhiman, yet she did not seem angry in the slightest.
Li Ye was also surprised by Fu Zhiman's clever response. Despite Fu Guiyin's successive probing questions, his and Tang Zhiyu's stories still fit together seamlessly, forming a perfect closed loop.
Were they really going to give up Tang Zhiyu's wife?
Li Ye recalled the woman