Everything that had just happened at the gates had left Ying Huiyan looking a little pale.
Song Yaoyao leaned closer to her and whispered:
"Don't be afraid. You have us!"
Only after hearing Song Yaoyao's reassurance did Ying Huiyan's complexion improve a little.
Song Yaoyao glanced at the group following behind Ying Xuejie and asked:
"Who are all those people behind your father?"
"The most lavishly dressed one is my stepmother. The rest are my father's concubines and their sons and daughters!
Some of them didn't come today."
Song Yaoyao nodded, then began complaining to Guagua:
*[I did a rough count. Not including Jiang Ruoshui, there are eight concubines here, and ten sons and daughters born to them altogether.*
What about the ones who didn't come?
Ying Xuejie really is an incurable womanizer!
With so many people in his inner courtyard, how could there not be endless fighting?
*His inner courtyard is in an uproar, without a single peaceful day. Doesn't Ying Xuejie find it annoying?]*
Guagua: [Some of Ying Xuejie's concubines were women he liked and brought into the household himself.
Others were gifts from his business partners that he had no choice but to accept. Added together, their numbers just kept growing.]
Song Yaoyao: [By that logic, more women will be joining Ying Residence in the future?]
Guagua: [Possibly.]
Just then, Ying Mingkang knelt down and said:
"Father, Huihui was framed. Please let her come home."
Ying Xuejie snapped:
"Can't you see we have honored guests today? Step aside at once. This is a family matter. We'll discuss it later."
"Father..."
Ying Xuejie cut Ying Mingkang off:
"Step aside!"
Just then, Song Yaoyao spoke up:
"Miss Ying is my friend. Since everyone is here, I think we should clear things up and restore her good name."
Although Ying