"Why are you here?"
"My godson is getting married, is there a problem with me coming to attend?" Baili Han raised his eyebrows, then snorted, "Look at you two, lifeās been too good, you have no sense of crisis. Even with your sonās wedding, thereās trouble. Whatās the use of you?"
Yang Chuxia: "..."
Ye Ziāan: "..."
"Why arenāt you talking?" Baili Han continued, "Donāt think Iām wrong, knowing that girl from the Mu Family is trouble, you should have been on guard. Thanks to me today, otherwise, the Ye Family would have lost face completely. And that fool Mu Shaoling, I told him, having such a daughter, he should have drowned her early, yet he glared at me."
Thinking about it, his own little girl is so cute and gentle.
Yang Chuxia was speechless, who wouldnāt glare at you? Thatās his own daughter, how could anyone know what she would be like from birth?
"Ahem..." Ye Ziāan helplessly interrupted his rambling, "When did you arrive? How long do you plan to stay in the Capital City?"
"Iāve been here for a while." Baili Han finally answered seriously, "Currently, I donāt plan to leave."
"Since you are here, what about Dongxue?" Yang Chuxia asked urgently, itās been more than a decade since they parted in Mo City, when Yang Dongxue was taken away by Baili Han, and now who knows how she is.
"Of course she came." Baili Hanās face softened, "Sheās at the inn now."
He paused, glanced at Ye Ziāan, and added, "My daughter is also here."
The expression was all too smug, making Ye Ziāan feel blocked in his heart, his daughter has been missing for months.
Couldnāt help but ask, "Did your son come?"
Now Baili Han was caught, he only has one daughter so far, where is the son?
Yet Ye Ziāan has three sons, which left him feeling quite unsatisfied.
He just snorted, "Isnāt my son getting married?" He referred to Ye Haoyang as his son.
Ye Ziāan coldly snorted, whatās the big deal with stealing someone elseās son?
Yang Chuxia didnāt want to listen to these two childish men talking, so she asked, "Which inn are the mother and daughter staying at? Iāll send someone to bring them here."
"Itās the one beside Jule Place."
Yang Chuxia heard and left.
Leaving the two men in the room, chatting away.
Yang Chuxia sent someone to the inn and they returned quickly, soon seeing Yang Dongxue with a bouncing little girl arriving from the back door.
Didnāt come through the front door to avoid guests as people believed back then that Prince Le and the Secondary Princess Consort had died.
"Third Sister!"
"Dongxue!"
After years of separation, the sisters embraced each other tightly.
"Have you been well all these years?"
"Well, Iām very well." Yang Dongxue smiled, "Before coming to the Capital City, we made a trip to Funan. When we arrived, you had just left."
Yang Chuxia laughed, "Thatās unfortunate, wouldāve waited had we known youād come." Looking at Yang Dongxue, she showed no signs of aging, still so youthful, with no trace of hardship around her eyes, simple yet rich attire proving sheās had a great life.
Beside her, a little girl, looking very cute and pretty, her big round eyes twinkling while watching the ladies embrace.
Feeling ignored, she pouted and said, "Mom, donāt just chat, introduce me."
Yang Chuxia laughed at this, "What a pretty little girl, truly adorable."
Yang Dongxue gave her an exasperated look, "Third Sister, this is my daughter, Yun Qiao."