Wu Lihong stormed out of Madam Zhou's room, spotting Qiu Xiang standing at the doorway, his face grew even darker, and he stopped in his tracks.
"You, as a maidservant, should know how to share burdens with your master. Your Madam, her mind is a bit unclear. I see you are someone sensible, try to advise her well, and stop her from thinking too many foolish thoughts!" Wu Lihong said with a stern face.
Qiu Xiang stood with her hands at her side, eyes lowered, and responded: "Yes."
Wu Lihong heard the sound of crying from inside, snorted again, and left with a swing of his sleeves.
The love from a man, if given to you, just accept it. How could there be so many demands, asking him not to be an official and stay with them, mother and daughter, is simply ridiculous.
Qiu Xiang watched him walk away coldly, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes, truly a heartless man.
