Qiu Liya looked embarrassed as she glanced at the elder and got up to catch up with him.
Shangguan Jing sat there, her face portraying feelings of injustice and unease, but inside, she was delighted.
The more chaos the better. The patriarch was the backbone of the Bo Family. As long as he stood by her side, her chances of success would increase.
However, Shangguan Jing had overlooked one point: the patriarch was no longer the person he used to be.
"Uncle, it's my fault." As she spoke, tears started to fall. "Actually, staying at a hotel isn't that bad. I think there aren't too many dangerous people in the world, and if I'm careful, everything will be fine. Though I might not be used to it at first, after a few days, it may become bearable..."
"Ah Jing, don't worry about it. You stay here, the old house is still the master's decision."
"But Ah Jing doesn't want to put Uncle in a difficult position..." Shangguan Jing looked up, her eyes welling up with tears.