"Taking possession of heirlooms to distribute them, misappropriating public funds, transferring assets..."
"Any of these would be enough to disgrace the siblings and put them behind bars for ten years in tears!"
"Even if Yin Yilan didn't want to part ways with the Ming Family, with such burdensome children, she could only say with tear-filled eyes, '...I choose divorce.'"
"She didn't dare gamble with Yin Hao's future."
"If she staked all and lost, then she would have nothing left, no son, no daughter..."
"As for her husband... she never truly possessed him."
"He was stolen after all."
"Now, the heavens are punishing her, little by little—returning everything!"
Yin Yilan covered her face, sobbing in distress.
"For the marriage that lasted only five years, for the dignity of an almost-gone elite lady, for her future destiny..."
"But, strangely, watching the heartbroken Yin Yilan, Ming Zhiyuan didn't feel a shred of empathetic sorrow."
