Yao Feifei was so focused on talking that she didn't notice the displeasure flashing in Mrs. La's eyes. The La Family had one trait: they were very protective. For so many years, she had finally waited for her son to relax enough to find a wife, and as long as she was healthy, she was accepted.
What's more, she trusted her son's taste. He wouldn't take a liking to someone ordinary or of poor character.
She coughed lightly, interrupting Yao Feifei's endless complaints, "Feifei, who in this world doesn't have an ex-boyfriend or ex-girlfriend? We are modern women now, our thoughts should be slightly open-minded, not too outdated. Besides, what happened before doesn't matter; how we live our lives in the future is key. Alright, don't worry about this anymore, go check on your face! A young girl's face is the most important."
After saying that, she displayed a gentle smile, then got into the car and left.
