The Heir of Marquis Beining sat on his horse, letting the servant lead him back to the mansion.
He watched the gilded plaque at his family's gate glisten under the sunshine.
The Heir of Marquis Beining felt a piercing pain all over his body.
He couldn't imagine the kind of beating that awaited him.
He seemed to already see his father waiting for him with a stick.
Bracing himself, he dismounted from his horse and walked lifelessly into the residence.
But unlike he imagined, Marquis Beining was not there, and Marchioness Beining was sipping tea.
Seeing him enter, Marchioness Beining waved her hand to dismiss the maids.
The Heir of Marquis Beining looked suspiciously.
Because this was totally different from what he had thought.
His mother seemed to be in quite a good mood?
"Mother?" the Heir of Marquis Beining tentatively asked.
Marchioness Beining put on a stern face and asked, "Did you take your cousin to see the doctor?"
The Heir of Marquis Beining nodded lightly.
