Morning light streamed in through the window. In the dining room, Ye Huanyan and Li Jiaqi sat face to face, eating breakfast.
Li Jiaqi glanced out the window, her eyes somewhat distant.
"Do you two have something on your minds? Not saying a word, both of you!"
This morning, after Lie Xunjue received that phone call, he inexplicably became agitated for a long time, but when she asked him why, he refused to say a word.
Outside on the lawn, a man and a boy were playing basketball.
Li Jiaqi opened her mouth, about to speak, when suddenly Aunt Wu rushed in hurriedly from outside, still holding a trash bag ready to be tossed out.
"Miss Ye, there's trouble!"
"What's the matter? Don't rush, tell me slowly!"
"From the Jiang... Jiang Family... the old lady..."
Before Aunt Wu, who was a bit slow to react, could finish speaking, the sound of commotion came from outside.
Ye Huanyan's expression changed, and she immediately put down her utensils and walked out.
