Li Ye had heard a brutally honest truth in his previous life—perhaps in the eyes of your relatives and friends, you were not as important as you imagined. All that family affection and friendship might have been nothing more than your own wishful thinking.
Yet it was precisely this wishful thinking that led countless people astray, leaving them unable to see the truth until their defenses were utterly shattered.
And Ren Fangfang, after being "humiliated" by Ji Xiangyu's grandmother, had finally snapped.
She angrily ran to the restaurant front desk and kept paging her older sister, again and again without stopping.
After seven or eight consecutive pages, Ren Miaomiao finally called back.
"Hello? What's wrong, little sister? What urgent matter happened?"
"You've got the nerve to ask me?"
Ren Fangfang shrieked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "Your mother-in-law just threw me out, and she even said that from now on, we wouldn't be relatives anymore.
"Tell me, have you ever seen people bully someone like this? If I hadn't been thinking of your reputation, I would've made a scene right then and there. Get back here immediately and give me an explanation."
Ren Miaomiao fell silent for several seconds before saying, "Little sister, what explanation do you want from me? Do you want me to curse out my mother-in-law to vent your anger? Are you still a child?"
"No, Ren Miaomiao, what do you mean by that? Your nephew kindly went with you to get medicine for that old woman, and she turns around and curses your little sister here. Is this your attitude? You're not—"
Ren Fangfang suddenly understood something and asked in shock, "Older Sister, you insisted on taking Xiaomeng with you to get medicine just now. Don't tell me you thought Xiaomeng was