People in leadership positions always have an air of arrogance about them, let alone the Ji Mudan family, where almost everyone is a small-time leader.
Just then, Zhou Xiaolian's eyes lit up as she pointed towards the side of the road, exclaiming, "Here she comes! Mom, look, that's Ni Yang's mother. Doesn't she look quite decent?"
"Which one?"
Zhou Xiaolian continued, "The one in the blue jacket, carrying a child."
"She still has such a small child?" Ji Mudan frowned, "No, no, I cannot approve of this marriage! You're not seriously suggesting that your brother should raise someone else's child, Xiaolian?"
Zhou Xiaolian chuckled, "Don't worry, they're wealthy. They won't need my brother to raise their kid. Mom, don't you think she's quite attractive?"
Ji Mudan scrutinized the woman carefully, then announced, "She looks just like a vixen. Women like that can't handle a proper household!"
A flabbergasted Zhou Xiaolian asked, "Mom, how do you know she can't handle a household?"