Ling Siyao sneered; indeed, it was his good mother who arranged all this.
"Didn't you follow the subsequent reports? Things aren't like that at all. Zhuang Su, as the Head of the Supervisory Department, spoke irresponsibly. Do you think this is helping me?"
"Siyao, are you questioning me? Everything I've done is for you! The Qin Family's reputation is completely ruined now; isn't it the perfect time for you to reclaim power?"
"I don't have such intentions, and please don't make such plans!"
The mother and son disagreed, on the verge of a cold war.
Ling Siyu tiptoed in from outside, holding Xiao Jinqiao's favorite tea leaves, keeping her head down, not daring to speak.
