Ruan Jingliu chuckled softly without moving, hands clasped within her sleeves, standing slender and upright. First Young Madam Ruan didn't force her and sat down herself, sighing: "You siblings, all have the same temperament!" She shook her head helplessly.
"Don't waste words with her." Ruan Bosong turned around: "No matter how polite you are with her, she won't appreciate it." Saying this, he approached Ruan Jingliu again angrily: "I'm telling you, starting today you're staying at home, you're not allowed to go anywhere, don't embarrass us outside."
"Finished?" Ruan Jingliu said indifferently, turning aside: "Goodbye!" She didn't want to speak more with him.
Ruan Bosong's eyes reddened and widened: "Dare take a step and see what happens." He quickly stepped to the doorway, blocking her: "If you walk out of here, tomorrow I will send you to the monastery!"
