It was a bright, sunny day, and the warm sunlight felt wonderful. Yet, Leng Shuyue was so angry her lips trembled.
"Don't… don't say it."
No one in the village knew that her job, and her husband's, were thanks to her older brother.
Leng Yuan pointed at the door.
"Get out."
Ding Jiangchuan and Leng Shuyue finally understood. Leng Yuan felt no connection to them and didn't care about the past at all.
There was no way the two of them could stay any longer.
'If they'd known it would be this humiliating, they never would have come.'
Liu Xinxin, who was unaware of their history, saw her uncle and aunt were actually about to leave and quickly spoke up for them.
"Cousin Leng Yuan, please don't be angry. My uncle and aunt didn't do it on purpose."
Her large, watery eyes shone with sincerity and remorse. Combined with Liu Xinxin's good looks, this expression usually earned her easy forgiveness, no matter what she had done.
'She assumed this time would be no different.'
