Each lost in their own thoughts, the main hall fell quiet for a long time.
This time, it was Zhao Jing who stepped forward.
He bowed to the Old Madam. "When all is said and done, you believe the fault lies with me. It was wrong of me not to immediately agree to your request to break the engagement. But this is just a matter between me and your family. There's no need to drag Wanqing into this."
Mrs. Zhao finally came to her senses. "I've lived for seventy years, and I've never seen an elder so willful and reckless. It's true what they say: you'll never truly care for those who aren't your own flesh and blood. No matter how filial Chen Song and his wife are to you, you don't show them an ounce of consideration. You'd push Wanqing out to be a scapegoat without a second thought."
