A short while later, Yang Fei arrived in the hall with several men and women of about the same age.
"Hmm? Feifei, why do you look unhappy? Today is the first time your sister Yaoyao has brought a boyfriend home, aren't you happy for Sister Yaoyao?" the Great Elder said indifferently.
Yang Fei remained stunningly beautiful, but weariness was evident in her eyebrows.
"Great Elder, of course, I am happy for Sister Yaoyao. It's just that I've been here for too long, it's time for me to go home," Yang Fei said.
As soon as Yang Fei finished speaking, the hall fell silent instantly, you could hear a pin drop, the air seemed to freeze.
One of the grandmothers, who was about sixty years old, quickly pulled at Yang Fei's sleeve and whispered, "Feifei, what nonsense are you talking about! Hurry up and apologize to the Great Elder!"
"Granny, the New Year is coming, I really should go home," Yang Fei insisted.