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A person with a disability initiating the breakup of an engagement, isn't that just asking to be the butt of jokes?
Huang Lijun dragged Shen Yixin to a corner, glanced toward the piano room, and said in a gloomy, low voice, "And you brought a man back home? How terrible that will sound if it gets out?"
Shen Yixin stepped back, puzzled.
"Mom, that's the piano tuner I hired, and he's just doing his job."
"Explaining to me won't help, how will others see you? You just broke off the engagement with Young Master Ye and now you bring another man home to play the piano, and he's even blind. A disabled person with a blind man, do you think the Shen family hasn't lost enough face?"
As Huang Lijun uttered these last words, it was almost as if she was gritting her teeth to keep herself under control.
Shen Yixin suddenly lifted her head, something shattering in the depths of her eyes.
