Xia Houzhe walked out of Shang Pu's study, directly to the courtyard, and stopped under an osmanthus tree, hands behind his back without turning around: "Now, in your heart, who is truly your master?"
Shang Meiniang knelt down, her body trembling slightly.
Xia Houzhe turned around, looking down at her, a smirk playing at his lips: "Turning a false act into a real one, have you truly taken yourself as the wife of Shang's second young master? If so, you should persuade him a bit, not to stubbornly walk down the path to ruin. It's difficult to reach today, returning to the capital city, not easy, isn't it?"
Shang Meiniang dared not utter a word.
Xia Houzhe curled his lips in contempt and turned to leave.
Shang Meiniang collapsed to the ground, biting her lower lip fiercely until a bead of blood oozed from it.
She crawled up from the ground, staggered to the study door, and was just about to knock when a loud shout came from inside: "Get out!"
