"I've spent my whole life with your father, and ended up with such a precious daughter. Now she's about to be spoiled by that brat Song Yuanbao, how can I not be nervous?" Mrs. Yu glanced at her.
Ye Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What do you mean by spoiled? Doesn't Mom like Young Master Yuanbao? Why are you disparaging him now?"
Mrs. Yu sighed, dragging a round stool to sit beside Ye Ling, pulling her daughter into her arms, "I finally understand your third brother's feelings. He's always complaining about this and that, saying Song Yuanbao isn't good enough here or there. The truth is, he just doesn't want you to get married."
Ye Ling has always known that her third brother targets Song Yuanbao, not because Song Yuanbao is really bad, but because he just can't bear to see her go.
