She took a deep breath, suppressing her anger. "Yunyun, what's gotten into you today?"
"Didn't we already agree you'd go to the Capital City with your Mr. Xiao? What's this tantrum all about?"
"If you don't want to come with us, fine. Take this stuff and go back to your grandmother's house."
As she spoke, Ren Xingchen tried to shove a flimsy-looking bundle into Sheng Leyun's hands.
The truth was, Ren Xingchen was a classic dodder vine—always clinging to a man or humbly depending on her own family.
Now that she'd finally found a second chance at love, she was desperate to avoid letting this burden drag down her happiness.
If her family hadn't been so concerned with saving face, and if Sheng Leyun's father hadn't held the status he did, Ren Xingchen would have abandoned the girl without a second thought.
Sheng Leyun dodged again and shouted indignantly:
