Ye Xinyan had returned for a month now, yet due to being busy with the railway carriage and then the New Year festivities, she had not yet met this half-sister of the original host.
From the bottom of her heart, Ye Xinyan was very reluctant to meet Ye Xinyi. She had witnessed the scene at Duke An's birthday banquet with her own eyes, and from a very peculiar perspective, she had seen the entire scene unfold.
Such a scene, not to mention in ancient times, even in modern days, to see a young woman entangled with a naked man, her clothes in disarray, under the public gaze, was quite an unsightly sight, enough for gossipmongers to discuss heatedly for a while.
The usual talk about who was right, who was wrong, or who was innocent - those were the kind of things people would say when it had nothing to do with them. When it really happened to oneself, the humiliation and emotional scars were indescribable.
