Su Qingdai lifted her gaze to look at him, her eyes direct and piercing, evidently lost in thought, yet she remained silent.
Qian'er's brows slightly furrowed, as if she wanted to speak, yet hesitated.
Zhao Rong opened his mouth once more, his expression tinged with resignation:
"Fine, if you wish to stay, you can. But let me make it clear first.'
"Every place has its rules, and so does my household. Qian'er is not only my servant, but also my childhood sweetheart and second wife who shares my joys and sorrows. She's the one I've promised my life to… If she teaches you the order of precedence, I won't interfere…
"Mmm, just like how I just watched when Qian'er was disciplining you, there are some matters I won't help you with. I'll only try to remain neutral, so settle these miscellaneous issues between you and Qian'er just don't go too far.
