Like the complaints from Madam and Song Ruqi, similar sentiments emerged in other residences, truly Grandpa Song had refreshed their understanding, making them quite uncomfortable.
Poor Grandpa Song, his ears burning, sneezed several times.
He felt like someone was badmouthing him behind his back.
And when he heard that Song Ci had taken those thin horses to Chunhui Hall, he spat out a mouthful of hot tea.
"I knew it, nothing could go that smoothly. Turns out they've all been fooling me, saying all those daughters-in-law have accepted the arrangement; humph, clearly they've colluded to deceive me." Grandpa Song angrily slapped the table.
Next to him, the servant Changgui wished he could be invisible, but unfortunately Grandpa wouldn't let him off.
"Changgui, tell me, is that old woman deliberately going against me?"
Changgui wanted to cry, he didn't want to answer, but he had to: "Grandpa, you're overthinking it. Madam is not that kind of person."
