"There's no need to be polite. I really want to do something for you."
"Thank you, then." Yiyi accepted the offer with indifference, knowing that only she could lend a hand now.
Finally, the two of them arrived at Madam Aisha's room. Yiyi looked at everything meticulously arranged in the room; much of the furniture and even the designs were things Madam Aisha carefully curated and cherished. They were inherited from her father and were quite valuable, precious collectibles.
If Madam Aisha saw all this being auctioned off, she would be heartbroken. Not only had she married such a husband and was abandoned, but in the end, even her father's belongings had to be auctioned off because of him.
The outcome of marrying a scumbag was that she lost her entire fortune and youth, ending up with nothing.
"The furniture and items here are very precious. I hope you will take good care of them and not move them carelessly."
