Upon seeing Mei Xiang return, Du Peilan quickly asked, "How did it go? Any progress?"
Mei Xiang was terrified in her heart.
She trembled all the way back, despite it being a sunny day, she was so cold her teeth chattered.
Heaven knows how hard she had to work to suppress the urge to burst into tears.
Recalling the sinister look in the Young Master's eyes, she dared not play any tricks.
This was the capital; not even Du Peilan, with her birth from the Grand Tutor Mansion and her status as the legitimate wife on the Zheng family's genealogy, could contend with the Young Master.
She bit her tongue and forced herself to calm down.
With her eyes downcast, she hid the panic within.
"Scholar Li said there's a better way to deal with Ji Mingzhu, but he can't make the decision alone, so he wanted your opinion."
Du Peilan was filled with rage, swung her arm, and swept the refreshments off the table.
"How dare he, thinking so highly of himself, dare to instruct me!"
