"He is lying. What if he is telling the truth?"

　　ZhangPeiping frowned. After a while, she held her daughter's shoulder and said coldly, "I won't allow it to be true."

　　Comforted by ZhangPeiping, Catherine gradually calmed down.

　　The servant was cleaning up the mess in the living room.

　　"Mom, do I have to marry Kevin?"

　　Catherine leaned against ZhangPeiping's chest like a soft bone. Although she was not young, she was still like a child and acted willfully. "You all think he is good, but I really don't think so."

　　"You ungrateful little girl," ZhangPeiping touched the tip of her nose and said, "I grew up with you and always...