As An Xiaoru's words fell, Wang Ruyi immediately swept her with a cold glance—
"I, of course, am aware of these matters; I'm referring to the Fan Family's side. You've accepted their betrothal gifts, and now you've stirred up such a commotion. Do you think a calculating woman like Wang Sihua will let us off the hook?"
Speaking of these issues, Wang Ruyi also felt a surge of irritation. Dealing with such a mess was headache-inducing for her, especially when neither mother nor daughter was capable of giving her peace of mind.
"The Fan Family has been busy with a funeral for the past few days and has temporarily had no time to worry about these things. Still, the incident has already occurred. If you don't want Wang Sihua to create another uproar in the city, you should return everything in full,"
said Wang Ruyi decisively, waving her hand.
"Such a pity to lose so many good things!"
