Then, with the elder identity of a little sister-in-law, she smiled at him with particular tenderness.
Bo Youlin thought his gentle strategy had worked and immediately smiled as well.
Ye Anran, watching him smile, delivered a sentence, "Bo Youlin, you're sick in the head! If you're short on cash, your little aunt here can spot you for now!"
Having said that, she arrogantly walked past him, heading toward the old master's and the older woman's courtyard.
A cold fury flashed in the depths of Bo Youlin's eyes.
However, he quickly regained his composure.
The uncle was currently amnesiac, and even Shangguan Jing had shown up—now was the perfect opportunity. As long as he could win back Ye Anran's heart, when she divorced the uncle, wouldn't half of the family fortune be his?
Plus, Ye Anran belonged to him!
This woman, he had set his sights on her.