Ran Yan shifted her gaze away from Liu Qingsong and said to Xiao Song, "I thought you would send him to embroider at the old lady's place."
Xiao Song curled his lips slightly and before he could speak, Liu Qingsong earnestly said, "Jiulang, look, even the almost seventeen-year-old lady is saying so; send me back, really, I don't mind!"
Ran Yan was slightly surprised and looked at Xiao Song. It was said that Liu Qingsong was most afraid of this! Who knows what torture he had endured to say such a thing.
Xiao Song bent down and whispered in Ran Yan's ear.
