Hence, Old Mistress Sheng turned to Sheng Tianci. "Say—"
Before she could say anything, Sheng Tianci interrupted her. "Mom, I know what you want to say, but I don't have the time right now. Really! I promised Shengjing that I would take care of his child. How would I have the time to find a relationship?"
The corners of Old Mistress Sheng's mouth twitched. She patted her son on the back as if she expected better from him. "Why are you so useless? Even finding a girlfriend is hard for you. Did I give birth to you just for you to spite me? If you continue like this, I won't be able to see my little granddaughter even after I'm in the coffin!"
"Mom, even if I get married, I might not be able to give birth to a granddaughter for you. Don't you realize that our family doesn't have a daughter? You don't have one, and neither do my elder brother and second brother. You should give up."
"You, you, you…" Old Mistress Sheng got so angry that she wanted to slap him.