Madam Liang's words led Ye Xinyan to some speculation. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "How many concubines does your father have?"
"Four," Zhou Biyao replied.
"Hmm, quite a few." No wonder Madam Liang had such a sentiment, "You're not saying this because you've grown to dislike Wong Qiao, are you?"
Zhou Biyao was startled, her face flushing red, "Sister Qi, your words are becoming more and more improper."
"That's good to know. If you still blush, it means you still like him deeply. That's good, at least you have some warmth and brightness in your heart when facing Lady Zhao's cold demeanor," Ye Xinyan nodded.
As long as Lady Zhao knew to give and take, it suggested she still had reservations about something.
