Zhou Xiuer rushed to Madam Zhou's room, naturally being stopped.
"Dear female cousin, Madam is resting now. If you have something to say, please come back later," Qiu Xiang said, blocking her at the door.
"Insolence." Zhou Xiuer was anxious and upset, and had long disliked Qiu Xiang. She shouted loudly, "Wretched maid, who do you think you are? I want to see my aunt, and you dare to stop me!"
A hint of displeasure flickered in Qiu Xiang's eyes.
Zhou Xiuer snorted coldly, forcibly pushed aside her hand, and rushed inside.
Wu Lihong was holding Madam Zhou intimately, talking, when suddenly they were interrupted. He looked over displeased, "Insolence!" and released Madam Zhou's shoulder.
Zhou Xiuer hadn't expected Wu Lihong to be in the room and was startled by the rebuke, her face showing panic, "Aunt, Uncle?"
Qiu Xiang followed behind, a face full of remorse and guilt, looking at Madam Zhou and the others, "Madam, I..."
