Su Qiao sat lazily on the sofa and asked leisurely:
"What if I let him try jumping into the sea with me, and see whether he's willing?"
"How dare you!" Madam Lu actually understood her son's temperament very well.
Once he truly fell for a woman, nothing could pull him back—not even eight oxen.
And the more he was forbidden from doing something, the more determined he was to do it.
He had been like that ever since he was little.
Gritting her teeth and suppressing the anger in her heart, Madam Lu tried to speak as calmly as possible:
"Since he likes you, there's nothing I can do as his mother. I agree to you being together, but before that, he must have a child with his paternal cousin from his family—a pure-blooded heir."
"Madam, it's broad daylight. This isn't a good time to dream."
Su Qiao thought this woman was truly disgusting.
Being a mistress and lover herself was one thing, but she actually wanted her own son to marry his paternal cousin.
Madam Lu shot her a glance and said confidently, "Keep being stubborn. Once you understand how powerful the C. Er Family is, you'll realize how laughable your behavior today is."
"When that time comes, you won't need me to say anything. You'll definitely beg me for my approval."
"Heh."
Su Qiao sneered. "I know better than you, a peripheral member, how large the C. Er Family is, how long its history goes back, and how much wealth it possesses."
"I even know the history of how they rose to prominence and every secret of their family."
"So I can tell you right now: the day you're waiting for probably won't come even after you're buried and at peace."
Madam Lu's blood pressure shot up from