After the crowd dispersed, the Su Family Villa returned to its usual tranquility.
Su Li led everyone back into the house. Her face betrayed no significant emotional fluctuation, as if the turmoil that had just occurred was nothing more than a minor interlude.
Li Xueyao seemed to have lost all hope; she was no longer making a scene. With her head hung low, she followed silently behind the others like a puppet stripped of its soul. The arrogance and haughtiness that once defined her had vanished, replaced by a deep sense of despair and helplessness.
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