Looking at Hong Ling's confident demeanor, Hong Ping was stunned for a moment, then immediately believed her.
Because she had known since childhood that their parents favored this younger sister, and no matter how difficult it was, they would eventually compromise if she wanted something.
But she didn't expect that within one evening, Mrs. Hong would actually compromise, especially on such a matter.
Although her face and lips were still touched up with rouge, it couldn't hide her somewhat pale complexion and lip color. She looked at Hong Ling, who was standing with her hands behind her back in her meticulously arranged new room, strolling around as if nothing had happened, and felt a chill all over.
She didn't know what position her parents and this blood-related younger sister had placed her in, for them to do such a thing on her wedding day.
Meanwhile, outside.
