She’s lucky to see her father a few tis a year.
Today is the first ti in her life he has laid a hand on her, all because of a Yin Yufei who was brought in from outside.
She is unwilling, very unwilling!
Before today, she hadn’t seen her father for a long ti, and this ti he ca ho to inform her of the arranged marriage decision, even withdrawing her from school.
An arranged marriage? It’s simply a joke!
With the current standing of the Yin Family, there’s no need for an arranged marriage; it’s utterly ridiculous.
"If there were a choice, I would never have looked forward to your birth."
Yin Zhiqiang dropped these words, stepped over Yin Xiangyu, and left the room. To the attendants standing outside the door, he said, "Keep an eye on Miss Yin, and don’t let her run around."
"Yes, Family Head!"
These attendants all had considerable cultivation; watching over a Yin Xiangyu was more than sufficient.
Yin Zhiqiang walked out of the study and, just after turning the corner, ran into Yin Zhikun, who was standing in front of the second-floor window smoking a cigar.
"Why have you co back?" Yin Zhiqiang asked casually.
Although his tone was indifferent, it couldn’t hide a touch of intimacy.
This was an emotion absent when facing Yin Xiangyu.
Yin Zhikun turned his head, his rugged face softened, and he smiled with a touch of warmth: "To see Ruirui, that little rascal had a low fever last night and kept pestering Fei’er."
Hearing him ntion Yin Yufei and Ruirui, a warm smile also appeared on Yin Zhiqiang’s face.
He stepped forward towards his brother: "The family doctor said it’s not a big deal. It’s worth a visit. These days, the Smith gentleman entangled with you is notoriously reckless. This ti he’s particularly aggressive. The Royal Family is also watching closely. Be sure not to ss anything up."
"I know, I just ca back for a look."
Yin Zhikun took a drag on his cigar and placed it on the glass coffee table’s ashtray next to him.
He did not ntion hearing Yin Xiangyu shouting angrily earlier but instead advised, "Big brother, I’m leaving first. Since you’re ho today, please watch over Fei’er and Ruirui for ."
"Got it, you go ahead."
Yin Zhiqiang watched his brother leave, the warm smile on his face gradually fading.
He turned and went back into his room.
He was just about to take a shower when soone violently slamd open the door from outside.
"Yin Zhiqiang, what do you intend to do? Why are you marrying Xiangyu to that old bastard, Yikasi! She’s your biological daughter; how can you be so heartless!"
The woman who stord into the room was well-maintained, but the fine lines at the corners of her eyes still revealed her middle age.
This was Yin Zhiqiang’s wife, Mrs. Yin, Fang Dani.
"Who let you in? Get out!"
Seeing her, Yin Zhiqiang reflexively deployed his cultivation, using spiritual power to push her out of the room.
To say "push" is a polite way of putting it.
Fang Dani was disheveled and in a sorry state as she lay outside the door, hatred in her eyes as she stared at the closed room door.
"Yin Zhiqiang, co out and explain to !"
Fang Dani got up and knocked on the door.
The piercing screams echoed up and down the stairs.
The Yin Family was indeed lively that day.
But no matter how Fang Dani and Yin Xiangyu fussed, the final decision remained unchanged.
The next day, Yin Xiangyu left Beijing and boarded a plane to Rui Country, heading to the Yikasi family.
...
Left Bank Pavilion, Zone A, sixth floor.
Tonight, only An Mingji and Kasi were ho. Gu Jin went to Jiulan Hall to check the accounts.
Nowadays, Jiulan Hall had also made a na for itself in Beijing.
The reason for such rapid recognition was that Jiulan Hall possessed rare and precious herbs, exceeding everyone’s imagination.
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