Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Yang Sitong was waiting below without leaving for a single moment until Mrs. Yang arrived. The moment she caught sight of her mother, she leaped into the latter’s embrace in tears.

Mrs. Yang hugged the woman. “Alright, don’t cry now! I’ll accompany you up this instant.”

Earlier on, Yang Sitong’s shame had turned into rage. Coupled with the fact that she was a little tipsy, that was why she went beyond her limits. Now that she thought about it again, she was truly a little over-emotional just now.

With that said, she lost some of her courage. “Mummy, if we really bump into that woman, would Lu Yanchen fly into a rage and really decide to not get married with me in a fit?”

Mrs. Yang smiled out gently. “Oh, you! How many times have I taught you and yet you’re still so irrational when doing things?”

Yang Sitong looked at Mrs. Yang vacantly. “Mummy, I don’t want to marry anyone else other than him!”

“Old Master Lu is no longer around, and this marriage was something set by him. What sort of a status does the Lu Family hold? If they don’t hold onto their words, that would have a tremendously huge impact. My stance is still the same—unless WE agree to break the marriage, he has to marry you, no matter what!” Mrs. Yang raised her brow and replied with a dark expression.

“But… mummy, Lu Yanchen is different! He isn’t the sort of man who likes to play and flirt around! For him to have a woman around, that must mean… I’m just really afraid!”

“You must remember that you guys have a marriage agreement. If he has a woman in his house, that’s HIS fault. What are you getting afraid of…?”

As the two of them conversed, they arrived on the 12th floor. When the doorbell rang out once more, it didn’t take long for Lu Yanchen to open the door. He glared at the two people outside with a cold and aloof expression.

When she caught sight of Lu Yanchen, Mrs. Yang smiled out apologetically. “Ah, Yanchen, my apologies for bothering you this late at night.”

Lu Yanchen narrowed his gaze as a mocking intent slid beneath his eyes.

Standing outside the door, Yang Sitong seemed exceptionally nervous. She was afraid that he would cast the two of them outside and refuse them entry. After all, she had gone off and returned with her mum. A single look was more than enough to tell what was going on here.

However, things were not as she had expected—Lu Yanchen made way for them.

Naturally, Yang Sitong felt her heart skip with joy right away. Her first thought was to ransack Lu Yanchen’s house and smoke the woman out.

When she was downstairs, she had not caught sight of any women leaving at all. Furthermore, the pair of white women shoes were still there at the door entrance.

Not wanting her daughter to act rashly, Mrs. Yang cast a cautionary glare over at Yang Sitong. Hence, the latter had no choice but to follow her mother onto the sofa.

Sitting down on the single sofa, Lu Yanchen crossed his leg casually before asking, “Is there anything?”

Mrs. Yang smiled calmly, “Oh, there’s actually no reason for disturbing you today. I just wished to come visit you…” She then sighed out, “I know that you aren’t really pleased with Sitong. However, Yanchen, the two of you are engaged. Even if she did anything unsatisfactory, it’s just all for the sake of building the relationship between you two.”

Yang Sitong slumped her head down cooperatively with a crestfallen expression before looking at Lu Yanchen shyly.

Lu Yanchen let out a stifled chuckle, “That method of building a relationship is something I do not dare to accept.”

Yang Sitong had not told her mother about her stripping. Hence, Mrs. Yang was under the assumption that her Sitong had only said some nasty things because of the woman’s presence. She then smiled out calmly, “I agree that Sitong may be a little childish at times…”

“Childish?” Lu Yanchen cut her mid-sentence and smiled out in irony. “A drunk woman knocking on the door of a man’s place while stripping her clothes casually before rambling about some ridiculous stuff? And, after she did not manage to reach her goal, her embarrassment turned into rage, and she started spouting even more gibberish! Is that the childishness that you are referring to, Mrs. Yang?”