Youting's pupils contracted fiercely as he was about to erupt in anger, but Jian Si calmly grasped his hand and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Mouths are on other people's faces; let them say what they want. As long as you are at peace with yourself, that's all that matters."
Youting looked at her deeply, suppressing his anger.
After Jian Si had finished paying her respects, Ye Qingqing arrived.
After offering incense to Jiang Sha'an, she approached the elderly Lady Jiang and feigned a sad expression, "Granny Jiang, the dead cannot be brought back to life, please restrain your grief."
Lady Jiang stared coldly at her, her sharp gaze as if she could see through everything.
Ye Qingqing felt a tingling on her scalp and trembled with fear, "Granny Jiang, I'm sorry, I was powerless to save young master Jiang for you, I hope you won't blame me."
If it weren't for fear of Lady Jiang's retaliation afterwards, she wouldn't have come at all!