Dong Wenming arrived quickly, and not only did he come, but his wife from the Ya Family also came along, although they did not bring Dong Ruoqiu with them.
Madam Ya examined the appearance of the small building and the servants inside, her eyes twinkling; she had gained a deeper understanding of this niece she had not yet met.
"Xinxin…" Dong Wenming rushed in eagerly, looking at Yang Ruxin with anticipation, "Where is your mother?" He was desperate to reunite with his sister. When their mother passed away, she was filled with regret and even on her deathbed, she was yearning for her sister. They were supposed to visit their mother's grave during the New Year, but they hadn't gone back this year—it was all for this sister.
"She has learned the truth, and truth often proves too much for one to bear; hence, she needs time to think things through." Yang Ruxin smiled, "Lord Dong, Madam, please have a seat."
