"Oh, really?" Mu Yiliang smiled at her, "Saying that to me is pointless. If Aunt Lan has any objections, let her go directly to her son. Maybe her son will listen to her!"
Xin sighed, sounding full of disappointment, "He loves you so much, yet you plan to ruin him?"
Mu Yiliang couldn't hold back this time and laughed mockingly, "Who are you to meddle in matters between Yan Sijue and me? Even if he really wastes all his talents, revolving his entire life around me, so what? It's his own choice. Not even Yan Sijue's mother can interfere with his life, let alone you. Who do you think you are? God!"
As she spoke, still fuming, she furiously threw the basketball in her hand to the side!
Xin's expression remained unchanged, "Of course, I can't control you. I'm just trying to remind you of something. If you truly think your current situation has no problems, why are you so angry?"
