"Young Master, I respect An Ya's decision. Since she fancies the Eldest Master, let her marry him. Thank you for your help," Ye Zhiqiu thanked Ye San Shao, taking one last deep look at Ye An Ya, and sighed deeply.
"An Ya, since you like the Eldest Master, you should return the Purple Jade Bracelet to the Young Master, as it belongs to the Young Madam."
"Yes, Daddy," Ye An Ya happily removed the Purple Jade Bracelet from her wrist and handed it back to Ye San Shao. The moment the Purple Jade Bracelet was taken off, Ye An Ya came to her senses. As she realized what she had done, the smile on her face froze, her complexion turned deathly pale, and she shuddered violently.
Her lips trembled slightly, and she tried to speak, but she couldn't utter a word. "An Ya, push me back to my room," came the calm voice of Ye Da Shao. It still sounded pleasant, but to An Ya, it was like a demonic incantation. Her body staggered, almost unable to stand.
"Young Master, I, I," An Ya stammered.
