Liu sighed lightly and said, "In a while, go pack your things and have your uncle send you back."
Liu Xiangdie's face turned pale, and she instinctively glanced at He Qiuge, only to see him coldly staring in this direction, saying nothing.
Liu Xiaoting sighed inwardly, barely getting a chance to spend time with her cousin, only to have Liu Xiangdie disrupt it.
"Still crying?" He Yang said harshly, "From now on, stay at home. Don't go to the town for the time being."
He Qiutian was most afraid of He Yang. Her father always wore a stern face and was never loving or smiling, so she had been somewhat fearful since childhood.
Being scolded like this, her body involuntarily trembled, and her sobbing voice nearly got stuck in her throat.
