Ye San and his daughter obviously had not slept well, both wearing worried expressions on their faces.
Should Zhao Qiming not return, their family would truly suffer a huge loss.
The events of yesterday had already spread throughout the neighborhood.
More people learned about what happened at last night's banquet and started discussing it widely.
They had thought him a big boss, and that the Ye Family had caught a golden bachelor.
But in the end, could he actually be a swindler?
Now, having not seen the always graceful Mr. Zhao today, it seemed to confirm this point.
The village always had no shortage of people keen on excitement, and naturally, there was no lack of gossip at this time.
Ye San looked at his daughter's face, which had become swollen from crying, and he felt a surge of frustration.
"Stop crying! Look at the state you're in!"
"By noon, your brother will be back. Don't you lose face when the time comes!"
