Jiang Yiniing had been paying attention to the happenings downstairs. Without hearing the sound of car horns, only the sound of a door opening, she knew that Tang Li was back. She put down the nail clipper, opened the door of the guest room, and went out.
Tang Li went upstairs, and Jiang Yiniing was already leaning against the stairway on the second floor.
Her arms were crossed, no longer exuding the attitude of humility and pleading from the previous night.
Tang Li couldn't help but stop, seemingly serious, she assessed Jiang Yiniing from head to toe and lightly curved her lips: "Still not planning to move out?"
"I do want to move, but your uncle is reluctant." Jiang Yiniing sighed lightly. Some things she didn't intend to hide from Tang Li. Letting Tang Li know was a kind of victory and show-off to her.
As Tang Li walked past her, she suddenly said, "I am already your uncle's woman. Unless he asks me to leave, I won't move out from the Lai Family."
As expected—
