"Okay."
That was He Yun speaking.
Liu Jian Country glanced at He Yun, looking like he wanted to say something but held back. His fists were clenched tightly, but after a moment, he lowered his head as well.
No one noticed Daya huddled in a corner, biting her finger as tears streamed from her eyes.
He Lang was hardly surprised. His eyes were simply filled with even more scorn.
Mrs. He gritted her teeth, her eyes fixed deadly on He Yun.
Mr. He nodded. "Since you both agree, do as the third son said. Go back and get it signed and stamped."
He Yun slowly got up from the floor and dragged Liu Jian Country away.
After He Yun and Liu Jian Country left, He Lang went over and pulled Daya to her feet.
"Let's go. We're going home."
Daya was completely silent, her head bowed, letting He Lang lead her away.
He Nan looked at his father in surprise. "What's with our third brother?"
Mr. He glanced at him. "Don't worry about him."
