Upon hearing Huangfu Ruixiang's words, Zhongyu Liuying heaved a sigh of relief. Simultaneously, she privately celebrated the fact that her youngest son was not a naive romantic, and he had chosen the most practical course of action.
If Li Yiran were merely one of Ruixiang's lovers, she wouldn't care in the least. After all, being a lover meant uncertain favor, and there was no telling how long it would last. If Ruixiang ever grew disinterested, he could simply offer her a sum of money to part ways.
As for Ye Leng'an, standing to the side, she truly believed that Huangfu Ruixiang was indeed a scoundrel, fully confirming her suspicions.
However, when it came to Li Yiran, she didn't feel particularly sympathetic. It was clear that Li Yiran had orchestrated all the events today. Yet, she had miscalculated one crucial aspect. Huangfu Ruixiang's feelings for her were not deep enough to commit to a marriage. Therefore, it all ended up in vain.