Jiang Yao quickly took the phone and placed it by her ear. "Hello, Mom, it's me, Yaoyao."
"Yaoyao, you've been wronged. If you're not happy about this, don't hold it in. Whether it's scolding Xingzhi or beating him up to vent your anger, he definitely won't dare to talk back at you. If he does, tell me, and I'll buy a plane ticket and go there tomorrow to help you beat him up!"
"It's okay, Mom. I'm innocent in this matter. It's pointless for me to be angry or beat him up. The most important thing now is to solve this matter." Jiang Yao comforted Mrs Lu. "Don't worry, I know what to do."
Mrs Lu was relieved when she heard Jiang Yao's words. She felt that Jiang Yao was a very sensible woman. Other women would throw tantrums at men, but Jiang Yao would not do that. She knew that it was meaningless to argue about who was right and who was wrong when faced with a problem; the most important thing was to calm down and solve the problem.