No one expected that Qu Moying would break down in tears.

The ladies who followed her exchanged suspicious glances at the sight of her kneeling on the ground with her head hanging low, her cries choking with sobs. Throughout their way here, they thought that Qu Moying was just putting on a show, the mourning wail, but her main agenda was to meet Yue Wenhan, her cousin.

Yue Wenhan was young, handsome, and held quite a high position for someone his age. The ...