Feng Ruqing held the little maiden tightly in her arms, the corner of her lips slightly lifted.
Sunlight shone down on both of them. Covered with glistening rays of sunshine, the courtyard was extremely warm and peaceful.
***
In the inner yard of the Qin family.
Lady Qin—Wen Yu's eyes lit up as she saw Qin Xiaoyue.
"Xiaoyue, what happened to you and Luo Fei?" Wen Yu walked up to Qin Xiaoyue, slowly.
Hearing this, Qin Xiaoyue could not help but feel resentful and gritted her teeth.
"That old fart of the Luo family is really stubborn. His daughter too is shameless. Luo Fei is nothing but an old fart who has lost his wife. It is a blessing that I am willing to marry him. Who do the people of the Luo family think they are to stop me?" Wen Yu furrowed her brows as she looked at Qin Xiaoyue resentfully.
