Madam Song was relieved, but Madam Wen felt that the past few decades combined weren't as bad as today. She didn't say a word after getting on the carriage, holding back her frustration all the way back to the Wen residence.
"Mother..."
"Shut up." Madam Wen glared at her and said, "You have deeply disappointed me."
Wen Zishan's face turned deathly pale, her slender body somewhat unsteady.
Madam Wen first went to the main courtyard to pay her respects to her mother-in-law. She held some grievances against her mother-in-law as well; if she hadn't indulged the eldest son of the main house, would he dare to have brought his sister to secretly meet a man in private?
Seeing the unpleasant expressions on the faces of the mother and daughter pair, the old Madam Wen furrowed her brows slightly but remained calm, only asking if their trip to Songshan Temple went well.
Madam Wen replied with a faint smile, saying everything was fine, and they even met Consort Zhou and had tea together.
