Who cares about face at this point, when the Ya Family lost it the moment they kept Yun Mo and Yun Xiang at home.
Nevermind, he doesn't want to think about these things anymore, let his father struggle with it.
...
The night was deep.
People in Ya Molian's courtyard were still busy cleaning up the aftermath and preparing to return the borrowed utensils first thing in the morning. However, Ya Molian, the master of the house, was not at home at this moment.
Inside Lin Caisang's room.
Ya Molian had Ya Enxi and others help to bring over two large chests. She asked what was in them, but according to Ya Enxi and Ya Yufeng, they didn't know what was inside. All they knew was that Ya Molian had said that it definitely wasn't a dowry.
She muttered under her breath, looking at the two chests.
Really, Ya Molian. Did he purposely bring these two chests over when he knew that she was the only one home? Did he?
"Oh well, let's open it and see what it is."
