Yang Yunlin didn't stop there but continued to shout, "Have you ever thought about it? If you two insist on being together, how will Qingyin face us? And is your love for Qingyin pure? If it's pure, why are you entangled with so many other women? Have you ever asked your supposedly capable mother who her ideal daughter-in-law is?"
Yang Yunlin's words made Luo Ziling fall silent, while Yang Qingyin shed tears of grievance.
"You're nothing but a scoundrel who enjoys toying with women's feelings, just like your father back then," Yang Yunlin continued, his expression cold as he barked, "Come back with me. Your grandfather said that if you insist on this, then you're no longer a daughter of the Yang Family. That is his decision."
Outside the private room, no one was watching—the people accompanying Yang Yunlin had likely sent them away.
However, Luo Ziling noticed Wang Zhenjun and Ye Xiaoli standing at a distance. They didn't approach.
