Lu Shi silently forced a bitter smile, with a look of distress, leaving Madam Song momentarily unsure of what to say, and she couldn't help but look at Song Ci.
Song Ci glanced at Lu Shi, sighing inwardly.
In the past, when Song Zhiqing secretly took in a concubine and had a child, bringing them back, it was a blow to Lu Shi. Yet, she always maintained her composure, unwilling to admit defeat or show weakness.
Now, however, that composure has collapsed, not because she has gained insight, but because she has cornered herself, unwilling to turn back.
Look at her brows and eyes, filled with light sorrow and grievance, a deep bitterness, yet she deliberately puts on a cautious expression as if afraid others would be displeased.
Lu Shi has acknowledged her submission and softened, but she has also turned herself into a resentful woman.
Song Ci took a sip of tea and said, "No need for you to persuade her. Just properly educate the children. Go on."
