Ye Xiao clasped the steering wheel with her hand injured from the explosion, while humming a tune, so cheerful she could almost take flight.
At that moment, Zhu Ting on top of the Zhu Family's mountain was holding a blood-red rose.
She must have received his gift by now, she must like it.
"Did you go to the Zhu Family again today?"
"Grandfather, I..."
Su Ye looked at the imposing elder and instinctively grew fearful.
"Didn't I tell you not to seek out Zhu Xiang for a while? Last time Zhu Jing was here, he was very dissatisfied with you. Don't you understand the Zhu Family's intentions?"
Su Feng had already learned about today's events at the Zhu Family. Su Ye's eagerness to align herself with Zhu Xiang was simply an utter embarrassment to the Su Family.
"Grandfather, haven't you always hoped I would marry Zhu Xiang? If I don't visit the Zhu Family often, how can I build a relationship with Zhu Xiang?"
Su Ye's face was filled with grievance.
