After the people involved left, occasional snippets of conversation floated out, offering mixed reviews about the scene that had just occurred. No matter what, the appearance of a well-known artist at a funeral at the Ying Family's house was a significant event, especially for private collectors or art enthusiasts.
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On the way back, everyone in the car looked at each other in silence until He Shasha finally spoke up and reflected on herself, "Was I too impulsive just now?"
"Not at all! You weren't impulsive in the least. I think that Ying Jiulan deserved a beating." Fu Xinwu flexed his wrist, looking eager, "Uncle and Aunt Ying didn't say anything, so what's a cousin got to say?"
"Exactly!" He Shasha immediately agreed, "From the first glance, I could tell she was no good."
"Right, she might as well have her ambition written all over her face." Fu Xinwu finished and snuck a glance at Nan Fei before winking at He Shasha and making a funny face.
