A flicker of sadness crossed Lin Nian's eyes, but she still said demurely, "I know my circumstances aren't the best right now. I just want to work hard and build a good life for myself. Maybe in the future, if I'm in need, I'll really have to trouble you, Auntie."
"Of course. Don't talk about it being a 'trouble.' We've known each other for so many years."
And just like that, the two schemers pleasantly concluded their conversation. It seemed they had both gotten the answers they were looking for, and they parted ways with smiles.
The instant they turned their backs on each other, their expressions soured.
Li Xiaomei knew Lin Nian would definitely keep leeching off Xiao Feng, but she didn't care—as long as it didn't interfere with him marrying Sun Lili.
Li Xiaomei wouldn't even mind if, in the future, a wealthy Xiao Feng kept Lin Nian as a mistress on the side.
Meanwhile, Lin Nian watched Li Xiaomei's retreating back, a mocking smile playing on her lips.
