It was better to marry a simple and filial young girl than a woman with ulterior motives who would be difficult to control.
She simply could not stand the way Su Qiao clearly had her son wrapped around her finger, yet still pretended to be completely innocent.
"This... This isn't very appropriate, is it?"
Su Qiao had become like this all because she had saved her son.
Mei Yuxin admitted that she really was tempted, but at the same time, she felt that doing this would be rather unfair to Su Qiao.
"Oh, it's nothing inappropriate. Don't forget that your family is still waiting for you to take money home!"
"Your father is still waiting for money for his medical treatment, and if your brother's gambling debts aren't paid within three months, his hands will be chopped off."
Madam Cheng could not stand her dawdling and pushed her out the door, applying both pressure and persuasion.
She jerked her chin toward her son's room and lowered her voice. "Go on! Stop dawdling. Think about why you came here. Surely you don't want to go back and marry some fifty-year-old man, do you?"
Mei Yuxin suddenly came to her senses.
That was right!
If this failed and she went back, her mother would cry, make a scene, and threaten suicide again, forcing her to marry that old man who dealt in building materials.
No!
She absolutely could not marry that old man.
If she did, her entire life would be ruined!
Gritting her teeth, Mei Yuxin took a deep breath and walked resolutely toward the room ahead.
Seeing this, Madam Cheng finally relaxed and quietly slipped back into the room.
She pointed outside and looked at her husband excitedly. "She went in."
Cheng Tianhao nodded slightly, then reminded her, "Although this