Liang Yuening's lips twitched fiercely, and then, not caring about the bone pain from having been beaten up by Third Brother earlier, he quickly turned his head and headed out.
Shujun's eyes flickered. Little Wu was indeed as gullible as ever.
"Come back!" Liang Haoming suddenly called out.
Yuening was very puzzled and looked back over his shoulder.
Haoming glanced at Yue Ning without further explanation, but when he looked at Third Brother, a vague idea crossed his mind.
If that person had truly run away from home, Third Brother wouldn't likely be sitting still.
He thought for a moment, then stepped past Third Brother into the room and saw a cloth bag on the table, one used for holding silver.
It seemed she had taken some of it?
After half an hour, Dong Huiying walked back carrying large and small bags; her mind was in turmoil, with the images of Liang Shujun teasing her reappearing before her eyes from time to time...
