"I've told you everything you want to know, now please leave," Sun Qinglian said to Song Huaxu, each word measured.
The Yan Family would never welcome such a person.
Song Huaxu cast a deep glance at Sun Qinglian, his peripheral vision catching Yan Congze, who still had tears on her face.
Sun Qinglian noticed and her face grew cold, "Get out already!"
Song Huaxu let out a mocking laugh and turned to walk toward the gate.
Just then, Yan Wanqing walked in, brushing past Song Huaxu, her eyebrows furrowed as she took in the scene in the courtyard.
Song Huaxu stopped in his tracks.
"You're a bit late in returning."
A rebellious flame ignited in Yan Wanqing's heart.
About to speak,
Su Bai's voice interrupted, "He is provoking you!"
The words extinguished the rebellious flame.
A flash of surprise crossed Song Huaxu's eyes, but he quickly came to terms, "So it's Su Bai helping you. No wonder you've been able to keep a clear head for so long."
