Yao Yao laughed softly, "In this family, it seems that you're the only one who has never grown a brain."
How foolish, so foolish that she didn't even want to look anymore. Her father was actually avoiding the Fifth Prince, and he didn't even plan to make use of her, a useless person. This showed that he didn't want to get entangled with the Fifth Prince.
Yao Xin's face flushed with anger, but she didn't dare to erupt. Circumstances had changed. Clenching her lips, she believed she should have been the one to marry the Fifth Prince.
After her cheap little sister left, Yao Yao took a sheet of paper and prepared to write a family letter to her brother. Her father was becoming more and more difficult to predict, and she always felt he was plotting something. This family was truly oppressive, and with the irony weighing on her heart, she had become the one people fawned over again.
