Fu Xuan thought to herself: Even if he has objections, he wouldn't dare to express them?
Everyone ate dinner in silence, and Zhao Hanzhang asked Zeng Yue to have someone send the trio back.
Zhao Erlang was already passed out drunk, and Zeng Yue carried him onto the carriage, with Mrs. Wang following behind.
Mrs. Wang was somewhat silent tonight; today was the first day she truly faced Zhao Hanzhang's authority.
Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan stood at the door seeing them off, and only after they were far away did they exchange a glance, clasp hands with a smile, and leave.
Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan bowed and complied, then hand in hand turned back inside.
As they walked into the garden, Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but sneeze, Fu Tinghan asked anxiously, "Caught a cold?"
Zhao Hanzhang shook her head, "It's probably someone talking about me."
