The Marriage Is A Contract!

Ye Liangyan could sense an off vibe as soon as she stepped through the door of her home. Years of intuition told her that the best thing to do at this moment was to turn around and leave immediately; otherwise, she would regret it for the rest of her life!

However, she only paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping over the few people sitting upright in the living room before she indifferently changed into slippers and walked step by step into the living room to take a seat on a single sofa.

"Grandmother, Dad, Mom, you called me back home in such a hurry, what's the matter?"

She obediently called out each person, but the several people on the sofa showed different expressions in the face of her compliance.

Grandmother Ye, the current eldest of the Ye Family, was seventy-five years old but looked in good spirits, her silver hair meticulously groomed. When she looked at Ye Liangyan, her eyes contained a hint of disdain and she let out a light hum without saying a word.

Dad, the patriarch of the Ye Family, Ye Licheng. His glance flickered when he saw Ye Liangyan, he cleared his throat and then gave a covert look to his wife.

That look, Ye Liangyan saw it very clearly, it evidently had a hint of threat.

As for the slightly melancholic and frail-looking middle-aged beauty next to him, that was naturally her mother.

Lin Qingyuan, receiving her husband's suggestive look, lowered her gaze slightly, revealing a trace of difficulty in her eyes, but still raised her head, looking straight at her daughter.

With a slight smile, she said, "Xiaoyan, you're back. Are you hungry? Shall I ask Sister Man to make you a bowl of noodles?"

She was about to call someone over as she spoke.

Grandmother Ye's expression changed subtly, and she coughed lightly.

Ye Licheng's face also darkened.

Ye Liangyan couldn't stand it anymore and directly said, "Mom, I'm not hungry, just say whatever you need to say. I have classes this afternoon."

Lin Qingyuan, intimidated by the authority of her husband and mother-in-law, finally stuttered out the situation.

In essence, her second sister had been arranged to marry the eldest son of the Wealthy Jiang Family of Shengjing City, with the wedding just over a month away. However, a few days earlier, Young Master Jiang had been in a car accident, and his injuries were quite severe. Learning about this, her second sister, who had already been averse to the marriage, found even more reason to refuse! Nonetheless, how could an agreed alliance be so easily disregarded? Especially since the other party was the preeminent Jiang Family of Shengjing City, an illustrious and distinguished house not easily associated with by others! Therefore, following a dispute with their father this morning, her second sister suddenly left a letter and ran away from home!

Alright, the causes and consequences were laid out, but what did all this have to do with Ye Liangyan?

Seeing his wife had finally finished explaining, Ye Licheng, who could hardly contain himself, asked, "Xiaoyan, did you understand what your mother said?"

Ye Liangyan had already faintly guessed what was coming, but her expression remained calm and confused, she nodded, "I understand, my second sister has run away from home. Are you... asking me to help find her?"

"…" Ye Licheng almost choked, unable to catch his breath. His third daughter was indeed the most obedient and well-behaved one, but her nature was too simple and direct, simply... foolishly naïve!

Grandmother Ye was visibly angered as well, her face sour as she said, "Our Ye Family is prominent and esteemed, do we need you to find someone? Your parents mean for you to replace your second sister in marriage!"

Ye Liangyan's heart coldly snorted without surprise, but her face turned pale, and she hastily stood up from the sofa, "Grandmother, what... what do you mean by that?"

"What do I mean, don't you understand? How can you be so…" Grandmother Ye stopped herself from saying the word "stupid" that was at the tip of her tongue, glanced at Lin Qingyuan, and said with repressed irritation, "You are her mother, you explain!"