All of them were speechless.
"Yanyan, don't cry." Her grandmother darted forward to coax her.
She couldn't blame any of them, as it wasn't anyone's fault.
Lu Yinan's mother bent and squatted in front of Yanyan. She took out tissues to wipe Yanyan's tears away but Yanyan snatched it away. Then she clumsily mopped her entire face.
She crushed the tissues in her hands, and she glared at Jiaojiao and little Young Master Yan, whose heads were bowed as they played games on a tablet.
Her older sister snatched her future husband. Yanyan was furious!
How could she take it lying down? The youngest mistress of the Lu family was prideful and loved by everyone. She was disgruntled and peeved.
"Hmph! I shall look for Brother Beibei."
Third Lu snorted loudly to get their attention. She stormed towards Beibei in a huff.
'It doesn't matter if Yan Nuoxing doesn't like me. So many people love me!' thought Third Lu to herself.
