Yang Ruyu was finally dragged back by Feng Caie.
"You child, how could you be like this?" Feng Caie hugged her daughter tightly, "Now that you're back, you can't leave. You're going to be the death of your mother."
After struggling a bit, Yang Ruyu let Feng Caie hold her, but a malicious light flashed in her eyes.
"Yes, Ayu, we were wrong before, and you've been punished. Can you live well from now on?" Yang Baichuan hurriedly comforted his wife and daughter.
At this moment, the old man Yang returned, but he seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden. He had gone to find Yang Ruxin to inquire about the past events. Only then did he realize how malicious that granddaughter had been.
It's already kind of Xinxin not to have killed him.
She even helped Rusong and straightened Ruhuai out.
The whole Yang Family owed them.
"Dad." Yang Baichuan called out.
