Ning Botao spoke up, "Oh my, does that hurt your heart? A true love match indeed!"
Ning Third Uncle then stepped forward, "Mr. Han isn't one of our family members, and indeed we cannot lay a hand on you. Someone, throw Mr. Han out! And from now on, Mr. Han is forbidden to enter the Ning family's gates!"
Upon hearing these words, the people behind rushed forward, dragging Han Youli towards the door.
Han Youli grabbed onto the door with both hands, "I won't go, Tong Tong, Tong Tong…"
Leng Tong was kneeling on the ground, she raised her head and bit her lip. She stepped forward and coldly said, "Uncle, there is still a strange fragrance in the room, it's bewitching fragrance. If I were truly committing adultery, how could I have used this! It is clear I have been framed!"
Ning Third Uncle looked around, sniffed the air, and seemed to catch the lingering scent.
