Sun Yaowen went pale as soon as he saw the situation unfolding, he stood there unable to move, slapping his forehead and yelling, "What are you talking about?! How could I, I, I possibly..."
His tone, however, obviously betrayed his guilty conscience.
Yi Ling glared fiercely at him, gesturing him to shut up, before addressing the household servants that had barged in, "What do you mean by this? Don't spread baseless rumors! Are you trying to randomly accuse us? Did Ji Xiulan say something to Madame Sun?"
"We're just following orders, dare not say more. Not only do we need to search Young Master's place, but the entire residence as well. Please don't make it hard on us, Concubine Yun."
Upon hearing this, Yi Ling was taken aback for a moment, her face changing slightly, "Searching the entire place?"
What did that mean?
Yi Ling instantly became somewhat perplexed.