"Between husband and wife, there must be mutual tolerance. You should not blame him anymore."
Leng Muling was quite surprised, not expecting Lu's mother to be such an understanding and upright person.
She rose and slightly curtsied, "With mother-in-law above, this daughter-in-law dares not quarrel."
She had a grudge against Lu Mian, but would not forget her status or manners.
"Very well. As expected of Zhuo Family's legitimate daughter. Go back and rest well." Lu's mother raised her hand, instructing the maid by her side to help Leng Muling return to rest.
She was alone in the front hall, waiting for Lu Mian.
Lu Mian had informed his parents, telling them not to come to the capital.
But Lu's mother insisted on coming. When mother and son met, naturally it was not pleasant.
Lu Mian knew Lu's mother had punished the servants, and now she was coming to chastise him again, which he found tiresome.
