Song Lianyao didn't stay at home long before rushing back to Mile City overnight. As for how the relatives spoke of her behind her back, Song Lianyao chose not to think about it nor care, for she now understood the saying about gratitude turning into resentment when gifts are scarce.
But... after all, they are family. No matter how angry Song Lianyao was, once it passed, it was over. She made herself forget those unpleasant experiences, reasoning that if everyone behaved well in the future, then everything would be as usual. If they behaved worse, then it wouldn't be her fault.
As for Li Yifei, he was walking alone on the streets, aimlessly. Suddenly, Li Yifei felt a bit uninterested, unable to muster enthusiasm for anything. By rights, with his personality, he shouldn't be so affected by such a matter.
