A gloomy cloud covered the night moon and hung above the Xie residence.

Xie Yinxiang sat in the house reading a book.

The voice of Lord Xie, Qing of Dali Temple, came from the door.

"Daughter, Mr. Jiang Xiaohou has been standing at the door for almost three hours. Why don't you see it for a while. Anyway, listen to what he has to say?"

Xie Yinxiang lowered her eyelashes and looked calm: "It's gone, it's just causing trouble, why bother? Father, please ask him to leave for me."

Mr. Xie came to persuade him four times, but Xie Yinxiang refused each time.

He just sighed, shook his head and walked away.

Outside the door, Jiang Xiaoran kept calling loudly.

He shouted for too long, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Jiang Xiaoran was lying on the door and said to the inside: "Yinxiang, you can see me, even if you beat me and scold me, let you vent your anger, don't ignore me."

The answer to him was still silent.

Jiang Xiaoran lowered his head in pain, propped up the door, and leaned against his powerless figure.

"Thank you for drinking--!"

Just then, there was the sound of a carriage stopping behind him.

Jiang Xiaoran turned around and saw Mrs. Jiang, being supported by the maid, got off the carriage.

He looked unfamiliar: "What are you doing here?"

Mrs. Jiang's face was ugly, looking at Jiang Xiaoran's sad face, she was not angry.

"You can be useless, I have to take care of the Jiang family's face, come to pull this face down for you, and say something nice!"

Jiang Xiaoran guarded the door, preventing Madam Jiang from taking a step forward.

"Mother, what else do you want to make? Yinxiang suffered a great grievance. I ask you to go back. I want to explain this matter to her alone!"

Madam Jiang's lips tightened, suppressing her anger, and looked at Jiang Xiaoran in disappointment.

"You said such offensive words to me because of her, have you forgotten that I am your mother!"

Jiang Xiaoran's eyes were dark red, and his voice was hoarse: "You are my mother, but you don't care about my true feelings at all, Xie Yinxiang, the girl I really want to marry back home."

When the mother and son were quarreling, the door of Xie's house was opened.

Lord Xie, the Qing of Dali Temple, stood at the door with a little maid.

He first bowed to Madam Jiang.

After all, the Jiang family is a clan aristocrat, and they have a title. Compared with their family, the Xie residence is indeed not enough.

Master Xie said, "Mrs. Hou, Young Master Jiang, please come in. My daughter wants to explain the matter clearly. I will invite you in the main hall."

Jiang Xiaoran's eyes were filled with joy, and he walked in quickly.

When the mother and son walked to the main hall, Xie Yinxiang was already waiting there.

After two days of not seeing her, she actually lost some weight visibly.

Xu Shi hadn't slept well, and there was a faint dark blue now.

Compared with Jiang Xiaoran, both of them are somewhat haggard.

As soon as she saw her, Mrs. Jiang pursed her lips and said dignifiedly and dignifiedly: "The last time, it has been found out that I wrongly misunderstood you, Miss Xie, I apologize to you."

Xie Yinxiang looked calm: "Mrs. Jiang, you don't have to apologize, right and wrong, I know it in my heart, and I don't need others to define whether I really did something bad."

"I invited you in today, just to cut off the relationship completely, so as not to drag it on forever, it's not good for me or Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Xiaoran froze: "Yinxiang, what do you want to say?"

Xie Yinxiang looked at him, her fingertips hidden in her sleeves trembled slightly, but she forcibly restrained her grief.

She tried to keep her calm: "Mr. Jiang, I didn't think about it clearly before. The two of us are really not suitable."

"Thank you for your kindness and care for me these days. I wish you a bright future and meet a better girl."