My good daughter

Si Yehan furrowed his brows minutely. Judging from Yi Lingjun's attitude, he knew there probably wouldn't be any outcome today.

Hence, he could only stand up and say, "Please rest then. This junior will visit again another day."

Yi Lingjun glanced at Si Yehan's wrist, which was covered by his sleeve, from the corner of his eye before standing up to see Si Yehan off.

After Si Yehan left, Ye Wanwan immediately leaped out from the reception pavilion. "Old monster, what nonsense are you spouting?!"

Yi Lingjun calmly and unruffledly sat down by the new tea table. "When did Father spout nonsense? Father was handing him an olive branch! Otherwise, he's going to be in trouble…"

"What do you mean?" Ye Wanwan frowned.