Mrs. Dai pointed at him and chided, "The Old Madam fears the Marquis won't bear to do it, you worry I can't keep things quiet—all just afraid of each other. If you don't tell me, and someday someone plays a dirty trick, and I don't know, wouldn't that ruin everything? All these years, when have I ever messed up your affairs?"
Gu Jingcheng had always shared everything with his wife. He hurriedly smiled and said, "Am I not telling you now? Besides, the Marquis has arranged for someone to secretly keep an eye on that impostor. Since we're fishing, naturally, we should watch the bait closely."
Mrs. Dai went off to tidy up some clothes and sundries. She asked again, "Master, are you angry with the Marquis?"
Gu Jingcheng, sitting by the bed on a spring stool, was stunned for a moment, then understood and replied, "What's there to be angry about? We have two children now and still are connected with the Marquis Mansion. We don't have to worry about their future— isn't that a good thing?"
