How could that idiot, Madam Ye, have a way to make money? If she really did, she would have taken it out long ago. Why would she wait until now?
Wait a minute...
Why did Madam Ye have a way to earn money? Could it be that someone helped her?
Jealousy welled up in Chu Yun's heart. As soon as she entered Chu Qingxiang's room, she casually gave her a sachet.
She looked around and didn't see Ye Muyu. She was furious. "Qingxiang, where's your third aunt? It's such a big day for you to get married, and she's still lazing around at home?"
Chu Qingxiang's face turned green. She had prayed many times in her heart that Ye Muyu would come, but after waiting for so long, it was obvious that she would not come.
She knew in her heart that Ye Muyu really hated her, but she could not take back what she had done. Everything was for today's marriage. If she could not even grasp today's marriage, she would really have nothing left.
