Qiu Xiang watched the carriage carrying Wu Lihong leave, her face cold as she turned around. It wasn't that she had a bad heart, but she truly wished Wu Lihong would leave and never return. It was better than having him disrupt the life of the mother and daughter.
Especially the words he just said to Madam Zhou, which made her so disgusted that she felt like throwing up even yesterday's meal. Such a man, her Madam was blind to think he was good.
If Wufu were here, she would have probably kicked him out without a second thought.
Thinking of Wufu, Qiu Xiang was filled with melancholy, more eager than ever for her to return quickly. Otherwise, she didn't know how far this mess would go.
Qiu Xiang returned to Madam Zhou, only to hear her stifled sobs, feeling a bit frustrated at her weakness.
"Madam, please don't cry." Qiu Xiang sat beside her, sighing.
