The next morning, someone knocked on Zi Yi's door.
She went over and opened the door. Li Peirong stood outside and affectionately said, "Your father went out in the morning. Let's have a chat."
"A chat about what?"
Zi Yi walked out the door and they sat down together on the sofa.
Li Peirong stared at her face and with a sad expression, she asked, "Do you not like Fourth Young Master He?"
"Get to the point." Li Peirong must have had other intentions with her question, and Zi Yi did not answer her.
"I'm sure you're aware of what happened yesterday. Your cousin has been taken by Fourth Young Master He. When your father returned yesterday, he said that you can still get married to him if this matter does not spread."
Zi Yi raised an eyebrow. Li Peirong was obviously trying to provoke her into making a fuss. If she was the original owner, she would have already made a fuss. Instead, she merely asked indifferently, "How is she doing?"
