Central courtyard of the estate.
Daohua sat in the main seat, her face sternly watching her embarrassed son: "What's the matter with you? Why did you bully Zijin and make the young girl fall on the ground, causing such a big embarrassment."
Tang Zijin fell to the ground, her clothes and skirt got dirty. When she returned to the estate, quite a few young ladies saw her and made some remarks and jokes.
Gu Moyan felt a bit of regret and guilt at this moment: "Mother, I didn't mean to."
Daohua glanced at her son: "It seems like you have quite an issue with Zijin. Didn't you really like her before?"
Gu Moyan fell silent for a moment: "That girl has changed, become crafty — no, she hasn't changed; she was very scheming even as a child."
Upon hearing this, Daohua was really a bit surprised. Her mind was thinking of Tang Zijin's innocent face while she looked at Gu Moyan suspiciously.
Was her son sure he was speaking about Zijin, and not Zixin?
