Si Mingjing sat playing mahjong, keenly aware of a chilly gaze landing on the back of her head from the living room, sending shivers down her spine.
Si Mingjing turned her head and saw her son sitting at the table, exuding an icy aura. She immediately realized she had offended her son, and rather severely at that.
Suppressing her laughter, she continued playing mahjong.
Mo Yinhe took off his coat, came over, and sat beside her, asking, "Winning or losing?"
Ye Siyuan complained, "Brother, did you ever teach Sister-in-law how to play mahjong? She started by saying she didn't know how, and I was stupid enough to take her seriously and teach her. Now she's won a lot of my money, and it's driving me crazy!"
Mo Yinhe would not side with his own sister but instead supported his wife by retorting, "If you're not as skilled, who can you blame?"
Ye Siyuan was almost driven to tears by frustration.
