He glared at Aunt Song's very well-endowed backside and gave it two hard smacks.
"What?"
"Do my words not carry any weight around here anymore?"
Those two smacks from Lu Yuan were quite forceful, making Aunt Song's voluptuous figure quiver.
Aunt Song turned around, looked at Lu Yuan with an aggrieved expression, and said in a coquettish voice:
"Oh, alright, I get it~
I'll stay home and keep her company~
You only care about your dear Aunt Zhao, not about poor old me at all~"
Seeing Aunt Song's pitiful little act, Lu Yuan couldn't help but laugh.
"And how do I not care about you?"
Aunt Song pouted at Lu Yuan and whined playfully:
"All you think about is how no one will be here to keep Aunt Zhao company after you leave for the Capital City. Why don't you think about how I won't have anyone either~"
In fact, when Song Meiqin had heard about Lu Yuan's plans, she had originally thought she would go to the Capital City with him and Su Liyan.
