The old lady of the Zhao family had every intention to keep them, but given the conduct of the second and third daughters-in-law, anyone with a bit of a backbone would choose not to stay.
"Ruyi, come again another day. Wait for your aunt to send you an invitation. The peonies in the mansion will soon bloom, do come with them to appreciate the flowers," the old lady began arranging their next meeting.
"Aunt, even though I am thick-skinned and see no need to hide from others, that doesn't mean I am a dough to be kneaded by anyone. With the third lady's words reaching this extent, coming again would simply be asking for dislike," Du Ruyi glanced at the second and third ladies, paused, and continued, "Moreover, I have to consider their feelings."
"Ruyi, rest assured, your aunt will handle this matter. In this mansion, standing is decided by this old one, not by them," the old lady said solemnly, "Your aunt promises these odd occurrences won't happen again when you visit."
