His gaze inadvertently swept across her leg, where it was scratched by shards and fresh blood oozed out. Complexity emerged in his cold, sharp eyes.
Chi Yu had once been an aristocrat's daughter; her elegant and noble temperament was inherent. Unlike Zhao Meiru, who purposely faked it.
So, even though her family had fallen into decline and she was middle-aged, Chi Yu's demeanor still possessed a fascinating charm.
Just like when he first met her...
"Would you have this daughter if not for Guofeng? Would you?" Old Madam Wen was furious, "We, the Wen family, recognize this granddaughter! You, Chi Yu, want to compete with us? There's no chance!"
Chi Yu became even more emotional.
An intense argument suddenly erupted in the room.
All the harsh words from Old Madam Wen hit Chi Yu, with Zhao Meiru also joining in on the mockery.
...
The car stopped.
Chi Xingye rushed out of the car and ran towards the Wen mansion.