The future destruction of the Xi family?
Or Xi Lanyin’s secret relationship?
Eventually, Old Madam Xi rubbed her forehead.
"Everything."
Xi Yunchen blinked.
"...Everything?"
Old Madam Xi nodded.
"Everything."
Xi Yunhao looked confused.
"What does that even mean?"
Across the table, Xi Ronghua suddenly pointed toward Xi Lanyin.
"Your sister has been secretly exchanging letters with a man."
Silence.
Every male member of the family froze.
Xi Lanyin immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.
Xi Yunhao’s eyes widened.
Xi Yunchen nearly jumped from his seat.
"What?!"
Xi Jianyu slowly turned toward his daughter.
For the first time since arriving, his expression became serious.
"Lanyin."
The poor girl looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her whole.
Meanwhile, Xi Ronghua wasn’t finished.
"The man is Zhao Mingyuan."
Xi Yunchen frowned.
"The Baron’s son?"
"The same one."
Xi Yunhao’s face darkened immediately.
Meanwhile, Xi Jianyu’s expression became colder with every passing second.
Then Xi Ronghua casually added another sentence.
"And according to Su Yueqing, he intends to ruin her life."
The courtyard became silent again.
The men’s expressions immediately changed.
Xi Yunchen slowly sat back down.
Xi Yunhao clenched his jaw.
Even Xi Jianyu’s eyes darkened.
Then Lin Meiyun calmly added,
"And apparently the Prime Minister’s son likes Lanyin."
This time every man froze again.
Even Xi Wenzhe finally looked surprised.
The Prime Minister’s son?
Liking Xi Lanyin?
Nobody spoke for several moments.
Then Xi Yunchen slowly turned toward his sister.
"Sister... what are they saying?"
Xi Lanyin wanted to cry.
"Don’t."
Unfortunately, Xi Yunchen ignored her.
"The Prime Minister’s son?"
Xi Lanyin covered her face.