"Mom, what did Elder Ye say?" Wei Ling impatiently asked when Wei Ying returned home.
Wei Ying had aged a lot. In just three days, her hair had turned white. Facing her daughter's expectant gaze, she dragged her heavy body past her. "I didn't get to see him."
"How could that be?" Wei Ling's legs went weak. "Elder Ye was unwilling to see you?"
Wei Ying put down her bag and turned around to talk to her face-to-face. Her eyes were dark. "I thought he would give me face no matter what. Who knew that after waiting for two hours, he would refuse to see me just like that? I have no choice this time!"
Wei Ling felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
There was nothing she could do?
Their entire family had bet on the reclusive families. Now that Wei Ying told her that there was no other way, what should they do?
Was she joining Wei Qi in jail?
"Jingyan isn't home?" Wei Ying asked after noticing that she was alone.
