章 887: In whose hands will the deer die?

The next day, early in the morning.

Elders and higher-ups were lining up outside Jin garden waiting to see Si Yehan. All of them were dressed in bright and auspicious colors, and their servants stood next to them, holding all sorts of gifts.

After going through such major unrest, they obviously had to show their loyalty.

Si Yehan sat on the sofa in the living room while Ye Wanwan sat next to him lazily.

What surprised her most was that these visitors were mostly the ones attacking her…

"Miss Ye, this is just a little token to show my respect to you. Please accept it!"

"Miss Ye, you've suffered - after putting in so much effort to take care of master, you were suspected. That Si Mingli is simply disgraceful! Please accept all these tonics so that you may supplement your health!"

Ye Wanwan glanced at Si Yehan.

Si Yehan: "Accept it if you like them."

So, Ye Wanwan replied, "Thank you."