As expected, the next morning, an extended version Rolls-Royce had already stopped outside the Nan Family's courtyard.
Nan Yuanshan hurriedly rushed in, excitedly saying, "It's the Ye Family's car, it looks like it's the Ye Family's old patriarch."
"How odd, what could the old man want with our family?"
Luo Manhua, with her makeup only half done, ran out to check the situation.
"Probably here for Zhifeng." Nan Yuanshan whispered, "Should we go out to greet him, say hello?"
"Say hello for what? Have you forgotten how he treated you before?" Luo Manhua glared at him. "That old man looks down upon everyone; does he ever regard us highly?"
"But since he has come to our door, perhaps he's here to take Zhifeng back? If the marriage goes through, we'll still be relatives by marriage."
Nan Yuanshan still harbored hopes of connecting with the Ye Family through marriage.
