In the Rolls-Royce, Lin Chuyi and Madam Ye sat side by side in the back seat.
"Have you thought it through?"
"I have."
"Are you willing to marry Sheng Tingyuan and help the Ye Family with the marriage alliance?"
"I am willing."
Madam Ye breathed a sigh of relief, her efforts had not been in vain: "Don't worry, the Ye Family will do everything in its power to help your father, I'll contact Du Yu's family tonight."
Lin Chuyi cast down her eyelashes, concealing the turbulent emotions: "Thank you."
Human nature is so vulnerable to tests; a single prod at her weak spot and she was ready to sell herself within a day.
Even, she felt like Sheng Tingyuan had appeared a bit too late. If he had come earlier, she could have cooperated with the Ye Family sooner, and her father could have been released from prison earlier, sparing him some suffering.
Madam Ye spoke again: "There's another issue."
"What issue?"
