Mother Yan naturally didn't dare to make decisions; she was a bit afraid of this daughter, and didn't dare to say a word about her affairs.
Of course, previously, Du Xia and the others hadn't dared to speak much either, but Du Xia's attitude toward them was...
Mother Yan clutched her hands, looking troubled and hesitant: "Nannan, look..."
"Ms. Du, I thought I made it clear enough at the school gate before." Chuzheng spoke, still in that cold, indifferent tone with no fluctuations.
Mrs. Du's attention was caught by the first address: "What did you call me?"
"Ms. Du."
Mrs. Du's face noticeably turned sour.
After all, she raised her for so many years, didn't she?
Even if her identity has been swapped back, shouldn't she at least deserve an 'Auntie' if not 'Mom'?
And yet, she called her Ms. Du!
Mrs. Du was quite furious, and she snorted lightly, glancing at the shabby house: "How much money do you want? Is twenty thousand enough?!"
