Just like that, Li Fugui followed Old Man Yang onto a carriage.
The door of the carriage was slammed shut, leaving the rest of the Yang Family outside.
Everyone knew what Old Man Yang was going to say to Li Fugui, so they waved the coachman to leave.
This was still the first time Old Man Yang had talked to Li Fugui alone. As he looked at the person he had always thought would be his son-in-law, his heart was filled with unspeakable sorrow. He knew this matter would be a big blow to him, but he had to speak.
"Fugui, Yang Xia has been found, you know that, right?"
"Yes." Li Fugui nodded heavily, "Uncle, I know."
Hearing this, Old Man Yang sighed heavily. Xiaoqiu was indeed right; he saw it all, he knew it all. Old Man Yang could only harden his heart and continue, "Fugui, I can only say that you and Yang Xia are not meant to be. If Yang Xia were not married, Uncle would definitely want to betroth her to you, but now, everything is too late, too late."
