Luo Mei's face turned pale with anger, her eyes filled with resentment. Seeing that no one spoke up for her, she had no choice but to sit down dejectedly and bitterly take a sip of her drink.
Though Mrs. Huo was elderly, her mind was still sharp. She understood her younger grandson's character well, but she secretly doted on him.
No matter how many women Huo Qinglin had been with, Mrs. Huo only cared about her grandson's happiness and joy. She certainly wouldn't stand up for those outsiders.
Banxia noticed that her words had choked Luo Mei and sneered coldly in her heart.
She thought, Luo Mei knows better than anyone what kind of person her son is, so now, she's speechless.
"I don't care if you broke up with Qinglin, but why would you start seducing my eldest grandson, Yan Ting? What exactly is your goal? What are you after?" Mrs. Huo's purpose today was clear—she wanted to humiliate Banxia, forcing her to retreat and take the money and leave.
