"Exactly." Ling Wenfu patted her daughter's back carefully. "Do you honestly never thought of that? I'm sure the person around you has, at least Wang Ze or Ren Yupei should have thought of that."
Suddenly, a series of knocks on the door was heard. Ling Wenfu got up to opened the door. It was a man carrying a tray with teapot and a plate of sweets.
Ouyang Xueqing's fists were tight in a ball. She twisted the corner of her dress unconsciously as she suddenly felt agitated. Is that true? Imperial Father and Brother Ren had thought of that?
Yet, why had no one ever told her? She was always the one kept in the dark, protected and sheltered thoroughly.
She vaguely heard a question. "Do you all need some snacks, boss?"
"Ah, perfect! We just need this at the moment. Thank you."
The door was closed again and now there was an additional cup of tea and some sweets in front of Ouyang Xueqing.
