He Sui heaved a sigh of relief. He suddenly felt more confident. He said to the middle-aged man, "That's right. Who cares about your Cheng family's things? Take them away quickly."
The middle-aged man, Butler Cheng, was deeply troubled when he heard this. He refused to take his hand back and said again, "Miss, there's no overnight feud between father and daughter. Master is genuinely worried that you might not be living well in the He family. That's why he sent me to bring you back to stay for a few days. Last time, Master scolded you over the phone because Miss Yi cried, and he felt uneasy about it. He insisted I come to apologize on his behalf. Miss, please come back with me. Madam has also agreed."
He Sui instantly exploded. "What's wrong? Isn't it enough for the Cheng family to have one daughter? Do you want a second one? Let me tell you, don't even think about it. He Jing is a child of the He family. She will never go back to the Cheng family!"
