"What do you really want, are you willing to doom the entire family and clan to be satisfied?"
Lan Yue He, alarmed by the news that the marriage between Li Ke and Zhi Yu had fallen through, rushed back home and burst into Lan Mengdie's boudoir, scolding her harshly.
The elderly wife who was embracing Lan Mengdie on the bedhead then scolded, "At your age, why do you still panic? I'm aware of it. The engagement was called off, so be it, what does it have to do with our Xiao Die?"
"You don't understand. Because of her, a big commotion arose today. The ancestors were even alerted and spoke personally..."
"Head of the household, what kind of person is the ancestor? He wouldn't care about such minor matters. You're scaring yourself unnecessarily."
Lan Yue He, out of breath, "A minor matter? Could the lifelong affair of a dear sister be a minor matter?"
"The ancestor will administer justice fairly. Haven't the two of them been getting along all these years?"
