Old Sir Huo leaned back slightly, tired, on the grand chair, his expression heavy with sorrow: "I absolutely cannot allow a woman like Lin Banxia, with such a background, to marry into our Huo Family. If a wife is not chosen carefully, it can ruin three generations. Our Huo Family has always chosen women with superior genes as spouses. Lin Banxia is just a wild girl—her temper is too forthright, too fiery. She hasn't even entered through the door, and already the Huo Family is in chaos. If we truly let her marry in, I'm afraid the Huo Family will be turned upside down."
Lin Banxia waited for the elevator, her legs weak as she walked inside.
When she saw the floor where Yan Ting was, she couldn't summon the courage to press the button.
Instead, she simply pressed for the lobby on the first floor.
Lin Banxia walked out of the lobby, her head hung low, her mood deeply downcast. Standing outside in the sunlight, on the road where cars rushed back and forth.
