Jiang Yuxi couldn't wrap her mind around it. Other than her face, which was as beautiful as a vixen, what else did Jing Qian have?
However, Master Zhan no longer wanted to continue discussing the matter.
"Yuxi, I had no objections to your closeness with Lichuan when he wasn't married. But now that he is and Jing Qian is his wife, I hope that you'll abide by your role as a guest. Stop trying to come between Lichuan and his wife. This is not something I'd like to see in the future when going forward."
Tears stiffly hung on her face. She stared blankly at the old man, no longer able to cry.
This was the first time Master Zhan had ever talked to her so unceremoniously.
Even though Jiang Yuxi's heart was filled with intense grief and dissatisfaction, with her understanding of Master Zhan, she knew that she could no longer say another word about it.
If she continued, he would most likely chase her out of the house earlier than planned.
