Chapter 89: After the Marquis’s Manor Swapped Brides, the Heir Apparent Was Brought to Heel (2)

A burst of chaotic footsteps sounded, and the door was flung open with a harsh, grating creak.

The red bridal veil was lifted, revealing an elegantly dressed noblewoman with anxiety written all over her face. She wore a long robe of dark purple brocade; her features were dignified, and between her brows lingered a trace of stern authority.

“My dear Youyou!” The noblewoman pulled her daughter, dressed in scarlet wedding robes, into a fierce embrace, tears spilling down in great drops.

She was so angry that even the hands clutching Jiang Youyou trembled.

“This... this, this...”