Jiang Yan went inside and found women gathered in threes and fives, chatting casually.
Meanwhile, Zheng Zhen, Bai Li, and Jiang Peng were standing in a corner, but the atmosphere didn't seem harmonious.
Bai Li's eyes were red, on the verge of tears, as if she had suffered great grievance, yet she was holding back, probably knowing it was the wrong occasion to make a scene.
As Jiang Yan approached, he overheard what Zheng Zhen was saying. No matter how you listened, her words sounded exceptionally harsh...
"What's wrong if I don't give it? She only has two daughters. Once married, they're like spilled water, belonging to someone else's family. My gold lock piece is meant for passing down to my golden grandson," Zheng Zhen said righteously, seemingly unaware of any wrongdoing.
Bai Li was about to speak, but Jiang Peng's look stopped her, and Bai Li held her silence.
