Han Yingying's body stiffened as she beseechingly looked at Shen Qingyu.
Shen Qingyu was both heartbroken and powerless, "I also dare not defy Grandfather's orders…"
"Ayu, send Yingying home," Shen Mosheng spoke as if nothing was amiss, "I'll handle Grandfather."
"But with Grandfather's temperament, if he doesn't see her today, he will definitely want to meet her eventually. There's no escaping it…"
"It's fine, just send Yingying home first."
"If any of you dares to send her back today, get ready to face the whip!" The more Shen Mosheng protected her, the more jealous Old Master Shen became, and the more he insisted on seeing Han Yingying.
"What do you want to see me for?" Han Yingying, with her head held high, anxiously asked the Old Master Shen upstairs.
"When an elder wants to see a junior, you should come over immediately instead of asking why. Where are your manners?"
"Can't we talk like this instead?"
Old Master Shen glared, "No."
