"Mom, please speak." Ran Tong listened attentively.
"You saw today, all the guests that came were from the top eight families. As Nancheng's wife, I've already told you to be mindful of your words and actions in public, to know etiquette, to distinguish the appropriateness of different occasions. Every move you make represents not only Nancheng but also our Lu Family's image. Yet, you danced with a man in front of everyone. Do you think that's appropriate?"
Ran Tong frowned slightly, "Mom, Xiaoshuai is my best friend."
The look on Yan Mingqiu's face turned even uglier. "How did you two meet?"
"We met in Italy," Ran Tong said.
"Where?"
"At a hospital."
Yan Mingqiu's face immediately tightened to the extreme.
Just then, Ran Tong's phone suddenly rang, and she hurriedly said, "Excuse me, Mom, I need to take this call."
She quickly checked her phone and immediately answered, "Hello, husband."
