"Before, I didn't get the message, take a look at this." Master Jun handed her a piece of paper.
It bore news about the Fan Family and the Song Family's alliance through marriage.
"It seems they are imitating us." Huo Yi hadn't come out yet, and everyone was very clear about the real intent behind the hurried alliance between the Song and Fan families.
Ye Ranran didn't look at the content on the paper, only clenched it tightly in her hand, "Grandpa, rest assured, I won't let them succeed."
"Mhm, it's late, go rest," Master Jun didn't ask further.
He was old indeed and really couldn't manage that much anymore; he would leave the younger generation to handle their own affairs.
After her bath, Ye Ranran lay on her bed, looking at the documents in her hand.
Miss Fan San, the youngest daughter in the family, born to the eldest of the Fan family, was an artist who usually traveled all over the country and seldom came home.
