Inside the room, Su Rong was fiddling with herbal medicine.
Fen Ling, who had been missing for a few days, had returned as per Su Rong's orders carrying two large bags of herbs. He lay on the floor panting from exhaustion and watched Su Rong handling the herbs. He grumbled, "My lady, how could you break your promise? Second Young Master Ye is such a good man, yet you dare not appreciate it. You went so far as to cancel your engagement with him. Have you become addicted to calling off engagements?"
Su Rong didn't respond.
Fen Ling continued incessantly, "Second Young Master Ye has good family background, looks, and intelligence. He is renowned throughout the world, and countless girls are queuing up to marry him. He willingly came to us, and treated you well. Why are you so obstinate?"
Su Rong ignored him.
