The woman in red had lost all her previous anger, now wearing an expression of contemplation.
The woman in yellow's eyes flashed, and she laughed, "Cousin, since this young master is a student of Yuelu Academy, he is bound to have a promising future. It doesn't matter if he's poor now."
"Why don't you go back and talk to uncle about it?"
The corners of the woman in red's mouth twitched slightly, "Cousin, what nonsense are you talking? I said I'm seeking trouble with him."
Impatiently, she ordered the maid, "Why aren't you leaving yet? I'm exhausted, let's hurry back!"
The carriage quickly moved on.
Yun Jiao noticed the children were tired from playing, and although they had eaten many snacks, their stomachs weren't full. She decided to head home too.
Zheng Juren sat in his own carriage, lifting the curtain to look out. Seeing Yun Jiao get into her carriage, he instructed his driver, "Follow that carriage with the blue canopy in front. Don't lose it."
