Jian Qing cast a knowingly long gaze at Yang Lin and Yang Xiang. Compared to Yang Xiang, Yang Lin was quite an interesting character - at least she didn't wear her stupidity so plainly on her face!
Uncle Qiu gestured invitingly with his hand, "Miss Qing, let's go."
Yang Lin's face immediately darkened with rage as Jian Qing and Uncle Qiu walked off in the distance. "Jian Qing, let's see how long you can enjoy your triumph," she thought, venom in her eyes.
Yang Xiang let go of Yang Lin's hand and complained with a sullen face, "Sis, why did you let her go so easily? She is going to meet Grandfather!"
Yang Lin looked at her sister with a reproachful glance and rebuked, "What would you suggest we should do? Didn't you hear what Uncle Qiu just said? Jian Qing was invited by Grandfather himself. Do you dare to kick her out?"
