The burden of 119 is all on oneself

Ye Qinghua didn't notice, but the more she talked, the uglier Ye Wenqing's face became.

By the time Ye Qinghua finished speaking, Ye Wenqing's entire face was dark.

"Does Dad know that the one hundred taels of silver that little aunt had actually cost her her life?" Wenqing said.

Ye Gaoshi's eyebrows knitted tightly, clearly in disbelief.

Wenqing let out a cynically laugh. Originally, little aunt didn't want to reveal the truth, but if it wasn't revealed, Dad, Mom, and uncle Gaosheng would simply take the money that little aunt paid for with her life for granted.