The Second Madame glanced back at Shen Yan and sat on the couch, "Come in. Let's talk."

Xia Yu had no choice but to close the door again. She stood at the doorstep and greeted her very respectfully, "Dear Second Madame!"

"Why so courteous? I heard everything my son said just now. He is chasing you and how can you be so ill-bred not to greet the seniors?" The Second Madame asked with her brows knitted.

"I won’t be a mistress," Xia Yu responded ...