Zhao Hanzhang looked eagerly at Mrs. Wang.
Mrs. Wang couldn't bear her gaze and glanced around, motioning for the maidservants to leave, even Qing Gu laughed and retreated.
Only the mother and daughter were left in the room. Mrs. Wang looked out the window again and saw Fu Tinghan and Zhao Erlang looking up at the falling snow, paying no attention to the room. Only then did she say quietly, "Your Seventh Ancestor is unreliable."
Zhao Hanzhang leaned in seriously to listen, nodding solemnly at the words, on this point she had deep experience.
"Ever since your uncle declared he would sever his bloodline, your Seventh Ancestor began matchmaking for him all over, even publicly scolding your uncle for being unfilial, causing quite a fuss. In the end, it was your grandfather who stepped in to reprimand the Seventh Ancestor, calming the farce."
Zhao Hanzhang was surprised, "Grandfather reprimanded the Seventh Ancestor?"
