Compared to Liu Ying's agitated and angry expression, Tang Yue sat calmly on the sofa. The sight of one standing and one sitting created a stark contrast. Although Tang Yue was seated, her aura was even stronger than Liu Ying's.
"What does your inability to get along have to do with me?" Liu Ying looked at her arrogantly, as if she had already decided that Tang Yue and Mo Siyu would not last and would dissolve their engagement on their own.
A warning bell went off in Tang Yue's heart. Was Liu Ying so determined because she planned to use some underhanded methods?
Even after Liu Ying left, Tang Yue couldn't figure out what exactly Liu Ying wanted to do.
At noon, when Mo Siyu came back for lunch and saw Tang Yue's hesitant expression, he asked, "Xiao Yue, what's wrong?"
"Uncle Mo, Liu Ying came over this morning." Tang Yue said, her gaze landing on Mo Siyu.
