Chapter 93 - 90 Mrs. Ye
"Weiwei, then you must think it through carefully. Is he really the only one for you? If you can’t let go, then you have to accept it! Slowly, bit by bit, you can win him over! Besides, what other girl could be as outstanding and beautiful as my Weiwei? How could her mother not know?"
"Oh, Mom, you always think everything about me is perfect! But I did suspect someone—a girl from a small, modest family. Later, I tested the waters and found out it wasn’t true, so I let it go." Ye Duowei’s mind flashed with the image of Li Si.
Although somewhat suspicious, she had been back in the country for so long, and the two of them barely interacted at all. So she had gradually dismissed the thought.
"A modest background? Yin Xian’s mother would never approve of that! Others might not understand her character, but I do. Weiwei, remember this: when it comes to his mother, you need to butter her up, flatter her often—she’s just vain like that! Yin Xian, that boy, I’ve seen it too, he’s got a bit of a temper, but he listens to his mother in the end!" Mrs. Ye shared her advice and analyzed the situation.
"Oh, Mom, you’re amazing! I’ve been doing exactly as you said, and now, whenever I say something, Yin Xian’s mom definitely supports me! Brother Xian’s objections are useless now! Mom, has Dad not come home yet?" She saw it was already past 9 p.m., but there was still no sign of her father.
"Your dad has a dinner engagement tonight; he called and said he’d be home late. Weiwei, right now, all Mom wants is for you to be healthy, happy, and content!" Mrs. Ye sighed deeply, her thoughts turning to her sister’s child, which pulled at her heartstrings.
"Mom, are you feeling emotional because of Kesong? Don’t worry, we’re both such powerful families—how could we fail to find suitable bone marrow? It’s just a matter of time!" Ye Duowei tried to soothe her mother.
Mrs. Ye sighed and said, "Silly child, being sick isn’t something money and power can always cure. Today, at your grandmother’s house, your aunt was crying her eyes out. She couldn’t show her sorrow in front of her child or her husband, so she poured her heart out at your grandmother’s house. Your aunt’s life has truly been tragic!"