Nangong Yi looked at the woman who was brought into Di Cang's arms and not knowing why, he felt unhappy in his heart.
"Bai Yan…"
He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but was interrupted by that woman's small laugh.
"You seriously don't want to return my mother's dowry?"
Her gaze had never once stopped on Nangong Yi's face from the beginning to the end.
Bai Zhenxiang thought about how he had been kicked by Bai Yan earlier on and he felt extremely angry in his heart. "Your mother is my late wife and is furthermore buried within the graves of my Bai family! Thus, her dowry is the property of my Bai family. Why is there a need to give it to you? Furthermore, with Xiao'er around, no matter what, it will not reach your turn to inherit this dowry."
That dowry was already more or less spent. He was practically unable to bring it out. How was he to return it to her?
