Housekeeper Zhong's face showed great alarm upon hearing this. "Master, you mustn't!"
"What's the matter?"
When Housekeeper Zhong said he mustn't, the Xiao patriarch's expression soured again. Mustn't? Why not? Does he really expect me to let that woman, who represents the laughing stock of the entire Xiao Family, marry my own son? That's absolutely impossible. On this point, I will refuse no matter what anyone says.
Housekeeper Zhong took the teacup from his hands, speaking respectfully, "If she were still in Turanxi, it would be manageable, but now that she's in Upper City..."
Housekeeper Zhong did not finish his sentence.
The Xiao patriarch frowned at him. "What's the problem with her being in Upper City?"
