Wen Wan nodded, "Alright."
Previously, she didn't let Ye Ling come out because she didn't want her to witness the bloody scene of her mother-in-law attacking Song Qi. Now that the mother-in-law is gone, such a big matter can't be kept from her.
"There's no time to lose, Second Aunt, let's go!" Ye Ling looked at Second Lang's wife.
Second Lang's wife gave her a grateful look.
After they walked away, Wen Wan called the housekeepers to the flower hall one by one, explained some things, and finally sat down to take a rest.
Zhao Xunyin circled behind her, massaging her shoulders, and gently comforted her, "Although it's not very kind of me, I'll state a harsh reality: you would have to take care of your in-laws' funerals sooner or later. The sooner it's done, the easier it will be for you. These days are tough on you."
Wen Wan sighed, "It's not just the hard work; I'm worried about Third Son."
