"You shouldn't let it pass. People like her need to be shown some toughness or they won't stop," Aunt Su disapproved.
Aunt Jiang agreed, "Exactly, these people just take advantage of the General and Madam's good nature."
Tingfan, having a gentle temperament, made Lin Qiao chuckle as she nudged Song Tingfan and teased, "They're complimenting your gentle nature."
It's not about being gentle; for people like the Li Family, the angrier you get, the more they thrive.
It's just some word sparring; you can't exactly finish them off!
Song Tingfan glanced at her, skipped a stitch in his needlework, pursed his lips, unraveled it, and started over.
Lin Qiao couldn't help but laugh, leaned in to show him, "Just cross-stitch it."
The others glanced and pursed their lips with a smile. Finally, Aunt Jiang stood up, "Ms. Su, it's getting late. Let's help you with cooking. Aunt Song and Furen can taste our dishes."
"General, Madam, take your time, we'll head out first."
