"Thank you so much," Ping Jing said to Zhou Lian, a little sheepishly. This was purely a Ping Family affair. If he hadn't been completely out of ideas, he never would have bothered Zhou Lian with it again.
Gently shaking her head, Zhou Lian didn't want to say any more. Family ties were impossible to sever, yet a tangled mess to sort out. How could an outsider possibly intervene?
Looking at Ping Jing, Zhou Lian asked softly, "Big Brother, is everything all right? Have you been able to get things in order?"
"Everything's fine. It's just... did you and your husband plan this all along? Why was the handover to me so smooth?" Ping Jing asked, curious. Everything had gone too smoothly, too steadily.
Sighing and pressing a hand to her forehead in resignation, Zhou Lian turned to the Eldest Young Madam, puzzled. "What's wrong with Big Brother?"
