Tian Yaruo stood aside, biting her lip tightly, trying to hold back the words that almost escaped her mouth. Her mind was in turmoil—Tiantian actually ended up with that man surnamed Leng! She couldn't accept it. They were so many years apart, and Tiantian could clearly find someone younger and more qualified! But would Tiantian listen to her advice?
Yan Xuefeng laughed heartily, "I see now. So that Mr. Leng from last time is your son? Truly a fine young man. The two of them together—what a perfect match of talent and beauty!"
Mrs. Leng was delighted to hear this and found an opening to converse. "You've met Mochen before?"
"Yes! A while ago, he accompanied this child to Beijing for the donation. At the time, I thought they made a great pair, but I didn't feel it was appropriate to ask!"
Mrs. Leng asked with a trace of doubt, "When was this?" Mochen had even gone to Beijing without returning home. It truly made her heart feel cold!
