The Eldest Madam was clearly stunned. She hadn't expected Mrs. Cai to say such a thing.
It was true that for the past two years, she had kept Mrs. Cai in check for Yun Zhao's sake. But when Song Qinghan had been wronged at the Marquis Wuxin Mansion, she had been the one to intervene on her behalf. Otherwise, Song Qinghan's life would have been far more difficult than it was now.
She wasn't asking Mrs. Cai to be eternally grateful, but she shouldn't be so quick to turn on her so heartlessly.
The Eldest Madam's expression darkened. 'No wonder Yun Zhao refuses to bury the hatchet with Mrs. Cai.'
'A woman like Mrs. Cai isn't worthy of it!'
"You needn't trouble yourself with my affairs," the Eldest Madam said, her face cold. "My husband said it himself: the children are the priority. I am staying in the Capital City to better care for them."
'Does Mrs. Cai really think she can turn the tables just by becoming a Marchioness?'
'How ridiculous.'
