Xu Li was slightly taken aback when she saw Ye Fan leave so readily. She pondered to herself, "Could I have been mistaken? No, that's impossible. Even though he hides it well, I know he has ulterior motives for getting close to Mengyao. He wants to play hard to get, hoping I will ask him to stay. He can forget about it. It's a joke. What gives him the right to be with my daughter, a wild boy of unknown origin? Trying to play tricks, he'll end up in tears."
Feeling triumphant, Xu Li's anger flared up when she heard Ye Fan suggest she was terminally ill. She cursed loudly, "Bastard, you're the one who's sick, cursing me to have only a few years left. I hope you meet a grisly end, like getting hit by a car while crossing the street."
She had never been as furious as she was now, being perfectly healthy but having Ye Fan curse her made her feel anything but fine.
