"Ramses, Melinda is just being kind, and it's not in vain that I loved her for so many years when she was a child." Mrs. Wimbleson glared at Ramses, then took Melinda's hand and patted it. "Look, how sweet Melinda is. She is obedient and well-behaved, and she is also sensible and generous. You really should consider being with her."
"Mrs. Wimbleson, what are you talking about." Melinda blushed shyly, reached out, and gently pushed Mrs. Wimbleson.
Ramses didn't say anything at all, but the silence was already the best answer.
The person involved didn't respond, Melinda suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and took back her hand, "Mrs. Wimbleson, Ramses doesn't like me now, so don't force him, like I'm threatening him."