Although she and Bian Yanzhi had never met, they were rivals in love, so she couldn't bring herself to call her Yanzhi affectionately.
Sang Yan glanced at Yang Mu'an gratefully.
She truly didn't expect that such things would happen so soon after she got married, and that she would still help her without holding a grudge. If it were any other rich heiress, she probably would have been angry long ago.
Thinking about it, her impression of Yang Mu'an improved even more.
She looked at Yang Mu'an and nodded slightly, saying gratefully, "Thank you, sister-in-law."
Yang Mu'an smiled at her, saying, "It's alright, we'll all be family from now on."
After saying that, the two of them walked together toward Bian Yanzhi's courtyard.
As soon as I entered, I saw Zhuzhu kneeling on the ground, crying uncontrollably.
Sang Yan stepped forward and helped Zhu Zhu up.
Seeing Sang Yan was like seeing her pillar of support. She grabbed Sang Yan's hand, crying and calling out, "Third Miss... my young lady... she..."
She choked up as she finished speaking.
Sang Yan patted her hand tenderly, and said softly in a comforting tone, "Zhuzhu, don't worry, I will definitely give your young lady a proper burial. Please take care of yourself."
Zhu Zhu nodded gently while sniffling. It was too late for her to say anything now; all she could do was give her young mistress a proper burial.
Sang Yan glanced at Yang Mu'an beside her, then stepped into Bian Yanzhi's room.
At this moment, Bian Yanzhi had already been laid flat on the bed.
Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were tightly closed, and her lips, which were usually pale, were painted as red as fire, making her appear even more beautiful against the backdrop of her red dress.
Her lips were slightly upturned, making her look exceptionally peaceful, as if she were asleep.
Yang Mu'an, who followed her in, saw her in her wedding dress, pursed his lips slightly, but ultimately said nothing.
Sang Yan also subconsciously glanced at Yang Mu'an's face, and was relieved to see that she had no reaction.
She first calmed Zhuzhu down, and then helped Bian Yanzhi tidy up.
Only after everything was completely arranged did they lead Yang Mu'an back.
She escorted Yang Mu'an to Yunyao Courtyard, her eyes slightly lowered, and said with a guilty expression, "I'm so sorry, sister-in-law, you had to go through all this on your first day. Don't worry, our Sang family will definitely make it up to you in the future."
Yang Mu'an reached out and took her hand, speaking softly, "It's alright, Yanyan, I really didn't care that much. Now that we're family, I should help out with things at home."
Sang Yan nodded: "Okay, then you can go back first, sister-in-law. We can talk about the rest when my brother and father come back."
"Okay." Yang Mu'an nodded and said nothing more.
Sang Yan watched her enter Yunyao Courtyard before turning to leave.
In the end, it was the Sang family who wronged Yang Mu'an in this matter.
After returning home, Yang Mu'an was wide awake. She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the sea of red. This should have been her wedding night, but now...
She sighed as she asked. Now she only hoped that Sang Yun could find Sang Jiang and Sang Ruo as soon as possible, otherwise the entire Sang family would probably be implicated in this matter.
Lost in thought, she unknowingly fell asleep.
...
Sang Yun returned just as dawn was breaking.
He rubbed his aching shoulders and looked up to see the brightly lit room, feeling a slight tremor in his heart...
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