No matter what, Yang Juxiang and her daughter had packed their belongings and were ready to depart after breakfast the second day. Mrs. Yang, though tough-talking, was tender-hearted. Despite being angry the night before, she still prepared an ample breakfast in the morning. After all, it was her sister visiting, and the two families lived so far apart; it was not an easy journey to and fro, and who knows when they would see each other again.
"Fourth cousin's wife, you're up so early. I will be leaving soon, and there's something I want to say to you. Can you come out with me for a bit?" Jiang Chunlan had been seeking an opportunity since last night, but since Su Wenyue was so wary of her, she hadn't found the chance. Seeing that time was running short, she took the initiative to approach Su Wenyue.
