Wen Renying remained motionless, her tone indifferent as she said, "They're all hypocritical pretenders, I will not see them."
Lan Hong paused, the smile on her face vanished instantly, and she countered with a stern gaze, "Have you forgotten what kind of place this is?"
"This is the best Spring Painting Boat in all of Kyoto Prefecture! It's not a place where you have the final say!"
"Zi Yan, Mother advised you kindly and you didn't listen, so don't blame Mother for using some extreme measures."
Wen Renying glanced at her, turned her head, and said in a soft, lingering tone, "Mother, can you bear it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a faint pink mist quietly emerged from behind her, wafting onto Lan Hong's face.
"How could I... ah~"
Lan Hong's eyes were tinged with a hint of pink, her face flustered, and she revealed the truth while shaking her head:
