Old Mrs. Xiao's thoughts were exactly the same as Xiao Chengyi's. She said, "Chengyi, you did nothing wrong. A mere concubine still dreams of marrying; it's simply wishful thinking.
But what, after all, did Shen Ruoxi say to make you this angry?"
Xiao Chengyi's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "It wasn't Shen Ruoxi, but that bitch Xueyan. She actually..."
At this point, Xiao Chengyi couldn't continue, he just kept a stern face and said hatefully, "Anyway, that bitch dared to mock me. I will certainly not let her off easily."
Mrs. Zhou slowly closed her eyes, her mind filled with countless thoughts.
She had always pondered that her husband, who left early, was an upright person who never committed any evil deeds in his life.
Even in matters between husband and wife, he never took in a concubine. All four children were born to her, so why were none of them well-bred?
