"Of course, we should listen to Miss Qianyi," Miss Ruyi is, after all, the newcomer. Besides, Miss Qianyi is so generous, giving us all these valuable things, unlike that country bumpkin who's so petty and stingy."
"But now the lady of the house is Mrs. Han," the master also listens to everything she says. If you offend Mrs. Han, no one can expect to have good days."
"Exactly, the Yan Family today is not what it used to be."
Worried that unpleasant words might reach Yan Qianyi's ears, Aunt Xue quickly closed the room door and walked out, saying to the maids outside:
"According to the old sayings, Miss Qianyi is the legitimate daughter, and now she has given you all these wonderful things. Don't you know whom you should listen to?"
Aunt Xue was the oldest among the servants in terms of seniority.
Once she spoke, everyone else immediately fell silent.
Yan Qianyi in the room naturally heard everyone's discussions.
Indeed, the Yan Family today is not what it used to be.
Even if she tried to gain favor with her father, she probably couldn't compete with Han Yarong whispering in his ear.
It wouldn't be easy to drive that mother and daughter out of the Yan Family.
First, she needed to find evidence of Han Yarong injecting her with drugs.
As Yan Qianyi was contemplating, Yan Hong arrived.
He looked hesitant to speak. "Sweetheart, your Aunt Han and Ruyi..."
"I already know." Yan Qianyi looked up at Yan Hong, her eyes slightly red, "Aunt Xue has told me."
Yan Hong frowned, "She talks too much, but Dad didn't want to hide it from you. He was planning to wait until you were well rested to tell you slowly."
Tears gradually misted in Yan Qianyi's eyes. "But you want to tell me now, don't you?"
Yan Hong suddenly didn't know what to say.
If he didn't tell Qianyi today, it would be hard to explain to Yarong.
Yarong had already been crying her eyes out.
After all, she was his current wife, and he couldn't disregard Yarong's feelings.
Sigh! It really was hard to keep everyone satisfied!
"It's okay, Mom is gone, and Dad surely needs someone to accompany him. I understand Dad. Plus, Ruyi and I are still good friends; it's fine."
Yan Qianyi tried to smile, but tears streamed down her delicate face.
Her understanding yet aggrieved appearance was pitiful.
This made Yan Hong truly reluctant to ask her to move out of this room.
During lunch, Han Yarong was still upset about this. "If Qianyi sleeps in that room, what about Ruyi?"
Yan Hong patiently replied, "Don't be upset. Qianyi's marriage with the Mu Family has been arranged. She won't be staying in this house for many more days. Once she marries into the Mu Family, the room will be Ruyi's."
Han Yarong wanted to say more, but Yan Ruyi interjected, "Mom, I can sleep in the guest room."
After saying that, she quietly tugged on Han Yarong's clothes under the table.
She could feel that her father indeed favored Yan Qianyi a bit more.
She had been living in this house for two years, but her father had never called her 'sweetheart.'
If she competed with Yan Qianyi now, her father would surely get annoyed under the pressure.
However, her concession at this moment didn't mean she was giving up.
If she had never come to the Yan Family, never experienced Qu Yang's tender care, she might not have been so eager for it.
But now that she had experienced it.
Having tasted the sweetness, how could she willingly let go?
She would never let go!
Han Yarong, realizing her daughter's intent, said no more.
Yan Hong kept praising Yan Ruyi for being understanding and well-behaved.
Han Yarong's expression finally eased. "Ruyi has had a hard life, growing up with a single mother like me. She has suffered quite a bit, so she matured early. As for Qianyi, she seems a bit spoiled. We've been waiting here by the dining table for more than ten minutes already, why hasn't she come downstairs?"
Just as she finished speaking, Yan Qianyi arrived.