Zhang Meiling's words fell on Yu Qiuya's ears, and they sounded entirely different.
No matter how she looked at it, Zhang Meiling seemed to be making excuses.
With a tender look, Yu Qiuya pulled her into an embrace and gently said, "Alright, you don't need to explain anything. I know you're grown up now, a big girl. You can do what you want, and I, as your mother, can't really control you anymore. I won't say anything else, as long as you are happy."
Zhang Meiling's nose twitched, and she said with a choked voice, "Mom, you are so good to me, I'm really touched, but there's really nothing going on between Xu Qianli and me..."
The next second, Zhang Meiling suddenly cried out in pain.
Yu Qiuya grabbed her ear and twisted hard, scolding her in frustration.
"You silly girl, I already told you I won't say anything as long as you're happy."
"And here you are, still making excuses, really unbelievable."
