Relatives and friends, too, were gathered together, waiting for Lin Caisang.
"Pfft, it's just a coming-of-age celebration, what's so great about that!" Not far away, a cluster of people stood together, looking at the joyous scene outside Lin Caisang's home, their faces all sullen.
Originally, this joyful occasion should have belonged to their family, after all, it was they who had found and taken in Sui Zimo.
But that ungrateful wretch, Sui Zimo, had completely forgotten his foster parents, his eyes only filled with Lin Caisang and her family.
"Dad, our family has raised Ya Molian for so many years, we can't just let her off cheaply like this," Ya Yinlai said resentfully while looking at Lin Laogeng and the rest, speaking to her father beside her.
Even if she could no longer marry Zimo, she at least deserved a hefty sum of money, for she had called Zimo 'brother' for so many years, hadn't she?
Right?