Yao Yao released her hand. She couldn't help her older brother, all she could do was remain silent. She had already decided not to assist the fifth prince, her brother had returned for her. Yao Yao's nose felt sour, but she still did not cry, as she had another tough battle ahead of her.
In the study, Marquis Yao's face was overcast, and he coldly regarded his eldest son. He regretted it now; he should not have listened to his father's advice to keep this child. Now that he was involved, he dared not to touch this son anymore. Oh, right, this lad had also interfered with the marriage arrangement with the Shen family, "You have meddled in too many affairs."
Yao Zheyu sneered in his heart. His father, without his disguise, truly had an ugly visage, "I don't understand what father is talking about."
