The night grew darker. The heavy snow buried every other color, but it couldn't bury the gloom in the hearts of the Huang Family members.
Lu Ren's betrayal and the third young miss's recent death—her body not yet cold—had dealt a heavy blow to the rising family. The laughter and cheer of the past were gone.
As soon as darkness fell, every household grew quiet. Only the howling, frigid wind raged on.
Huang Jin crunched through the ice and snow, pushed open the door, and shook the flakes from his clothes. He then strode inside and said to his second brother, Huang Ping, "Xu Yang still refuses the marriage alliance. However, he did state that if the Huang Family needs him, he can leave the Liu Family."
Fury flashed in Huang Ping's eyes. "My Huang Family is willing to marry a noble daughter down to him, yet he dares to refuse repeatedly? Does he think a noble lady of the Huang Family isn't good enough for him?"
