"You are her mother, don't you even know your own daughter's temperament? You just need to speak softly to her and coax her a bit. Children these days all need to be coaxed." Beitang sighed lightly, "I'm warning you, you mustn't have any designs on Xia Qingqian."
"It's so strange, Madam Rong has been lingering outside the villa these days, and we don't know what she wants." The servant muttered quietly, just as Xia Qingqian, coming down the stairs, heard it.
Xia Qingqian walked over and asked, "Is Madam Rong outside?" As soon as she heard those three words, Madam Rong, a shadow of her presence flashed through her mind. For some reason, she felt an inexplicable emotion towards Madam Rong.
"Yes, we don't know what she wants, she's always wandering outside, and the young master told us not to bother about it." The servant approached and said softly.
