After Liu finished speaking, she winked at Liu, who quickly stepped forward and placed the gifts on the table.

"Miss Ning, these are the rouge and face powder I specially selected for you, along with some gold and silver jewelry. Please open them and take a look."

Master Liu stared longingly at Ning Yin, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily. He had truly struck gold with such a young and angelic woman.

So what if she's a divorced woman? She's just a concubine, which still gives her a lot of face.

If I take her out, who will know she was married before?

Ning Yin gave a disdainful sneer, her face carrying a hint of mockery.

Thinking that Ning Yin was dissatisfied with the small amount of gifts he had given, Master Liu added, "Miss Ning, these are just a small token of our meeting. Once you are married into the family, you will be blessed with wealth and honor."

"Don't worry, I don't mind your status, and I won't let the mistress bully you. You just need to give me a few big, healthy sons."

Ning Yin still finds it hard to believe that anyone could say such a thing.

Don't divorced women have the right to choose their own lives?

Does a divorced woman have to be guilty? It's like he's trying to save himself.

She found the world utterly ridiculous.

"I'll say it again, you three get out of here with this junk!"

"You, how can you be so ungrateful!"

Ning's father stood up and raised his hand, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to hit him.

"What, you want to hit me? Ning Yuanshan, you can hit me if you want, then I'll owe you nothing anymore!"

"You wretched girl! How could I have given birth to such a wretched girl! Let's see who will want you now that you've rejected Master Liu!"

Ning Yuanshan glared at Ning Yin with a pained expression, while Liu Shi, who was standing beside him, was about to add fuel to the fire.

Suddenly, a clear, cold voice came from outside the door: "Why is no one interested! My brother is in love with Miss Ning!"