Pei Qian suddenly stood up, "If she wasn't at the temple, how did Widow Yang get pregnant? Whose child is she carrying?" Her heart was already filled with loathing for Fang Li, that shameless thing, mixing with a licentious widow, and he even wants to marry her!?
Pei Yuan also frowned, "Is Uncle now at home?"
The young maid replied promptly, "The master has already returned home, and he's causing a fuss about marrying Widow Yang right now!"
"Let's go and have a look," Pei Qin said, standing up.
Pei Qian couldn't stay put any longer either. That Widow Yang, with her rouged face, just looking at her made her sick. Fang Li was even more disgusting; better dead and clean! But if they made a fuss, it would be a disgrace for the entire family!
Pei Yuan asked the wet nurse to take good care of Happy, Xixi, and Jiujiu, then she and Pei Qin went together.
