Old Madame sat at the head of the table, watching her with cold eyes.
The nurse had reported everything that happened the day before; Old Madame knew full well that Zheng Jin had gone to the study on his own accord, and no blame could be cast upon Pei Zhijin. Her act of taking the blame upon herself now was nothing more than an attempt to curry favor and play the part of a considerate wife.
With a single look from Old Madame, the nurse immediately stepped forward, took the teacup, and placed it on the table.
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