"What on earth is going on, out with it!" Lady Zhao urged, somewhat frantic and on the verge of panic, "Don't tell me just because you don't wish to marry Zhou Biyao, Miss Ye has been making things difficult for you? That's outrageous! Choosing a bride is surely our own family affair, naturally we should make the decision ourselves. Can such a matter really be forced upon someone?"
Lady Zhao looked at Wong Qiao in angry shock as he remained silent. Realizing she had guessed correctly, she raged, "You've helped her out before, how can she treat you like this? Tomorrow I will go to your Eldest Uncle Qi and have a clear talk, asking him to properly manage his granddaughter. Even if she's the Duke's Mansion's Miss Ye, your Eldest Uncle Qi is the grandfather she has acknowledged, and she ought to give him that much face."
