"If they dare speak ill of you, I will make such a scene that Yang Qingrui will lose face. Hmph, these households care most about reputation, men included. Once a man's reputation is gone, how many good families would let their daughters marry into his?"
Ms. Qian of Wang Family had originally planned to stay put if the Yang Family disagreed, but now, hearing her niece's words, she realized she truly couldn't stay.
"Auntie, let's leave quickly."
With that, the aunt and niece hurried toward the Yang Family's front courtyard, cleverly avoiding the family's people.
By the time Yang Chuxia called for the maids, there was no one in the guest room, and not even the bedding had been unfolded.
The maids glanced at each other and hurried off to report.
"They're not in the guest room?"
"Mhm, there's really no one in the big auntie's guest room."
"Did you search the rest of the house?"
"Not yet!"
