Now that Lou Ruoyi had used this as an excuse, she had no room for rebuttal.
"Alright, it's settled then. Rest well at home."
Lou Ruoyi didn't want to say anything more.
Yuan Sichun looked at Old Master Bo pleadingly.
"Grandpa…"
Lou Ruoyi beat him to it and said,
"Dad, it's time for you to bring Jinchuan and Fanxing to the ancestral hall to meet our ancestors."
Her words completely shut the old man up.
If he wanted to speak up for Yuan Sichun.
He didn't care about such things.
But if they weren't particular, what about the ancestors worshiped in the ancestral hall?
The old man pursed his lips and grunted.
The hope on Yuan Sichun's face was completely shattered.
Under the table, Ye Zhiqing kicked her silently.
Yuan Sichun glanced at her and Ye Zhiqing gave her a look to let her eat.
She hesitated before picking up her chopsticks again.
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The next day.
