She showed a hint of disdain and a cold smile, truly like a flood rushing into the Dragon King's temple; it turns out she's the daughter adopted by that woman. I wondered who she was. She stole the man I've been dreaming of, overestimating herself, like mother, like daughter.
Her mood gradually calmed from anger, her eyes shifted, squinting, and she began to contemplate carefully.
Listening to the tone of those two maids just now, it seems Young Master Ling Kong is just playing along with that woman, not taking it seriously. Otherwise, if they had already spent the night together, such scandalous matters would not bode well for the woman's reputation once spread.
Yet he didn't make her identity public, giving her a legitimate status.
