Lady Wei swayed, staring at her son in disbelief.
After a long moment, she recovered, scolding through gritted teeth, "Lu Zhan, don't you dare spout such nonsense and ruin your cousin's reputation!"
Lu Zhan glanced at the girl frozen by his side. A flash of apology crossed his eyes, but he remained firm. "Every word I've said is true. My conduct was improper, and I took liberties with my cousin. I implore you, Mother, to make this right for us and set a wedding date as soon as possible."
Lady Wei was so furious she couldn't speak. "You... you... you... you rebellious son!"
'Her son, whom she had always been so proud of, a man of such fine character, had acted so immorally. He had ruined the sweet girl she had raised with her own hands...'
'She had originally thought that when her son spoke of 'crossing the line,' he meant he had merely confessed his feelings to Wan'er, brought her into his room, or perhaps held her hand.'
