When Madam Song arrived at Chunhui Hall, she imdiately noticed Shui Lianlian outside the courtyard gate, dressed all in white, and she felt an instant displeasure.
The old man is truly muddleheaded; even if he brings soone back, shouldn’t he have them change clothes? Who is she trying to provoke by dressing like this, especially bringing her before the Matriarch? Isn’t that asking for a scolding?
The housekeeper, standing by Madam Song’s side, was also at a loss for words. Nobody likes soone dressed in mourning white coming to the manor — isn’t that inauspicious? This young woman really has no sense.
When Shui Lianlian saw the elegant and imposing Madam Song, she instantly recoiled like a frightened bird, stepping back several paces, wishing to disappear entirely.
The woman before her seed even more authoritative than the Matriarch, as if nothing could escape her gaze.
What Shui Lianlian didn’t understand was that this was the innate aura of soone long accustod to being in charge.
Madam Song sized her up with a glance, her lips curling into a cold smile, her eyes full of disdain and contempt.
With such a frail appearance, she might know how to attract a man’s heart, but can only fool those foolish n, right?
Under Madam Song’s piercing gaze, Shui Lianlian’s face turned even paler, trembling all over, her eyes brimming with tears, on the verge of falling.
Madam Song rolled her eyes, thoroughly disgusted.
No Official Wife would like a concubine or a mistress; no matter how weak and pitiable she appeared, she couldn’t stir Madam Song’s sympathy, only disgust.
There was a commotion at the door.
Madam Song turned her head, putting away her coldness and disdain, and respectfully bowed to the newcor: "Father, you have returned."
The Old Master of the Song family saw Madam Song and said, "Oh, Gu, you’re just in ti. This is Concubine Shui. Assign a few older servants and maids to serve her at the Xunxiang Pavilion."
Madam Song smiled and agreed, nodding to the housekeeper, who then left to carry out the orders.
The Old Master looked at Shui Lianlian with a warm smile: "Let’s go." Seeing her attire, he thought of Song Ci and said to Madam Song, "Oh, yes, have the sewing room make her a few outfits, sothing simple. See if there’s anything suitable for her and send so over to change into first."
"Yes, Father."
The Old Master nodded with satisfaction, gesturing for Shui Lianlian: "Let’s go."
Shui Lianlian nodded timidly, walked to his side, and gave Madam Song a bow before following the Old Master with small steps.
Only after watching her father-in-law leave did Madam Song turn and enter Chunhui Hall.
Upon entering the main room and seeing Song Ci sitting on the Arhat bed, she perford a greeting.
"Mother."
"Oh, you’re here."
Madam Song recounted the Old Master’s instructions and said, "Mother, regarding Father, what do you think?"
Without lifting her head, Song Ci said, "Just do as he wishes, treating her as i Concubine is treated. The previous Concubine Zhou has already been given a Divorce Paper; have her room sorted out as she is no longer part of our household."
Madam Song noticed her indifference and found it sowhat curious, but she responded with a smile and then brought up Fourth Young Master’s marriage proposal.
"If Mother hasn’t found a matchmaker yet, how about letting my eldest sister-in-law from my family handle this?"
Song Ci, with a smile, replied: "You’re thoughtful. I’ve already considered asking the Wei Family’s Matriarch to act as a matchmaker, but we should see if she has the ti since her grandniece is about to get engaged to Scholar Yan. If she’s unable, then we’ll ask your sister-in-law."
Madam Song listened and didn’t insist further, soon taking her leave.
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