It had not been easy for Yue Tingfeng to court her successfully. If Qingsi truly belonged to such a powerful family, it would be even harder to marry her.
"But I can't wait for even a second anymore," Yue Tingfeng insisted. "She's so frail right now. What kind of a boyfriend am I if I'm not by her side?"
The eldest son looked at Mrs. Yue. "But you don't even know where she is. Even if you go there, you won't be able to find her. Why don't you just wait for two more days? Just two more days. Okay?"
Mrs. Yue glared at her eldest brother. "My son, just wait for a bit. Qingsi wants nothing more than to avenge her mother and to find out her mother's heritage. It'll be for the best if we can really find out the truth this time."
Yue Tingfeng clenched his teeth. "Two more days," he said.
He wheeled around and stormed off, fuming.
