Cui Lingyao was also somewhat stunned.
She even felt that Shen Tingyu's words weren't just for his mother, but for her as well.
'He's declaring his feelings for me.'
'In his own way.'
No mother can win an argument against her own child.
This was especially true for Mrs. Liu, who had only one son and one daughter. Her eldest son was not just her pride, but also her support.
After Shen Tingyu had spoken so bluntly, if she, as his mother, still refused to yield, it would mean disregarding her child's happiness for the rest of his life.
Even between a mother and her own son, if the elder was unkind, the bond between them would surely start to crack.
Besides, Mrs. Liu doted on her son.
She stared at Cui Lingyao for a long time, her expression grim, and said in a deep voice, "Come here."
Shen Tingyu frowned slightly and was about to intervene, but Mrs. Liu laughed in exasperation. "What? In your eyes, do you think your mother is going to eat her?"
