A once happy family of three is now in disarray, each with their own thoughts, and it's impossible to go back to the way things were.
The room was silent for a long time before Yin Bowen slowly spoke, "Little Aunt… you're not suited for the aristocracy, especially one like the Yin Family, which has stood for a century."
Su Xiaomeng moved her lips slightly…
Yin Bowen looked up, gazing at Yin Shixiu, and chuckled softly, "Little Uncle, how could you marry such a… such a naïve and foolish woman?"
Yin Shixiu turned his head to look at Su Xiaomeng, who had a puzzled expression. He understood what Yin Bowen meant, though Su Xiaomeng probably did not.
"Talking about… justice? Hah…"
"The Yin Family's form of justice is that even if a couple has lost all feelings, divorce is not an option, no matter how much they detest each other, even into old age! Otherwise, you'd be stripped of everything you were supposed to receive!"
"How much is your idea of justice worth?"
