"You are right." Madam Fu guessed Lin Qingqing's intentions upon hearing Fu Changqin, and her resentment deepened.
A fine Lin Qingqing, first schemed against her daughter, and now even set her sights on her son.
What a vile woman!
"You still haven't explained the matter with these two boxes of osmanthus cakes." Fu Mingzhu remembered the initial query.
"Oh oh, right." Fu Changqin said, "Because Lin Qingqing delayed for so long, the Marquis was worried that the box of osmanthus cakes got cold, so he had Jing Lai send a warm box out for me to bring back."
As for saying the warm one was only for Fu Shinian, Fu Changqin didn't mention it.
After all, they had already eaten the warm ones.
Madam Fu: "..."
The Marquis Changping's intentions were truly...
Fu Shinian also found it strange; since Xiao Chengyu had already rejected her, why was he still so concerned about her?
Of course, it was only Xiao Chengyu's perceived rejection; she hadn't actually been pursuing Xiao Chengyu.
