Wen Rufeng nodded. "I understand your thoughts, and I don't deny that you're right, but we are business people, and our first priority is to protect our interests. Don't forget that."
"But I think maybe we can achieve economic benefits without building the houses," An Ning suggested.
Wen Rufeng particularly disliked hearing her daughter-in-law say such things, and looked at her sternly. "What exactly are you trying to tell me? Are you trying to say that you now like Mo Ang!"
"Absolutely not," An Ning denied very seriously.
"If not, then you should be on my side."
"But..." An Ning tried to change her mother-in-law's mind.
"Shut up, I don't want to hear you talking anymore," Wen Rufeng interrupted angrily.
An Ning had no choice but to shut her mouth, pondering how she could get her mother-in-law to change her mind.
A 'ding' sounded, the instant messaging alert rang.
For some reason, An Ning could sense that it must be Mo Ang messaging her.
She didn't look.
