Housekeeper Fu's dissatisfied look made Yan Weiyang wish she could dig a hole and crawl into it.
Tears brimmed in her eyes, full of grievance.
She looked pitifully at Lu Hualiang, hoping the man would glance her way.
But she was destined to be disappointed, for Lu Hualiang's gaze remained fixed on Xia Weibao throughout.
Xia Weibao shook her head, tsk-tsking, "How cruel."
Look at Lu Hualiang's attitude; he's almost scared the poor girl to tears.
However, she liked it!
Worthy of being her husband, he understood her thoughts so well.
It was just right to embarrass Yan Weiyang; how dare she come to her house strutting around, thinking she was someone important?
Seeing her rival in love being bullied into tears, Her Majesty the Empress was in a very good mood, happily tearing open a packet of spicy strips.
Just as she was about to enjoy one, Lu Hualiang pinched her chin and took away the spicy strip from her hand.
"I don't feel like eating spicy strips today."
