The waitress was right. Good Scenery had stunning looks, temperament, and charm, but no matter what, she was a little older than Feng Jun and the young hostess.
Especially when the three stood together, she undoubtedly appeared more mature.
"That's hard to say," the old lady sneered. "She may be a little older, but maybe she's slutty enough."
"No matter how slutty I am, I'm not as slutty as your son," Good Scenery finally snapped, her face darkening.
The young hostess watched the drama with great interest, forgetting that she had once threatened to leave the restaurant.
The old lady raised her voice again. "Then tell me, if you came out in the middle of the night not to meet some wild man in secret, what else could you be doing?"
At that moment, Feng Jun spoke up. "We asked Teacher Mei out to discuss signing up for classes."
"Signing up for classes?" The old lady turned and glared viciously at Feng Jun. "What classes?"
Of course she knew her daughter-in-law ran music classes. She simply wanted to get the details and dig up something she could use to make trouble.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Feng Jun frowned and spoke impatiently. "You want to interrogate me... do you think you're worthy?"
The old lady trembled with rage. "Look, look! These are the friends that woman brought home. They don't even know how to respect their elders... Zheng Ting marrying you was eight lifetimes of bad luck."
"No wonder you're mentally ill," the young hostess cursed furiously. "If you want others to treat you like an elder, you need to act like one... Waiter, are you still letting us eat?"
Several waiters gathered around. "Ma'am, we're just earning a wage too. Could you please not smash our