Jiu Yue looked at Miss Ye with some admiration. She sometimes even doubted that even if the sky were to fall, Miss Ye wouldn't panic and instead would handle it calmly. But when she looked at the Second Miss, her useless aunt had barely done anything, and she had already gone soft like noodles, truly lacking in backbone.
People really shouldn't be compared, especially not with her family's Miss Ye.
Ye Xinyan looked at the somewhat dazed Ye Xinyi and said with sarcasm, "Actually, when you really think about it, Second Miss's mother secured many things for the Second Miss and the two young masters, things that never belonged to you. If you and your children could have lived quietly, the future of Duke An's Mansion wouldn't have escaped the palm of you and your children or daughters. What an enviable future that would have been."
Ye Xinyi lifted her head, and though her complexion was ashen, her eyes were filled with resentment.
