Song Xingfeng frowned, and Song Lianhe sneered. "Then what are you still lingering here for? Why don't you pack your things and get out? Running to my father to complain? Are you hoping he'll punish me again to vent your anger, and ruin my reputation while you're at it?"
"You... That's absolute nonsense! Husband~"
"So let me be clear. The next time I'm speaking with my father, I'd advise Aunt Liu to keep her mouth shut!"
The arguing gave Song Xingfeng a headache. "That's enough!" he snapped impatiently. "For the next few days, you will stay in your courtyard. You are not to go anywhere!" He then ordered the steward, "Post some men to watch her!"
"Yes, my lord."
Mrs. Liu shot Song Lianhe a glare before following Song Xingfeng out.
The door slammed shut.
Song Lianhe rolled her eyes and turned to Xuan Mei. "Any problems?"
Xuan Mei glanced up at the courtyard wall. "No problem."
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