"Father, Jing Chun has learned his lesson,"
Returning to the banquet at last, Lv Fang rolled up his sleeves, his fists visibly red.
An Jing, seeing this scene, became even more convinced. He hadn't expected the normally lively and playful maid to have such an identity.
And yet, Lv Guoyong did not acknowledge her directly, suggesting there must be complexities involved.
"Gulp!"
Zhou Xianming, witnessing this, swallowed hard, silently reminding himself to keep away from this 'Miss Lv'.
Lv Guoyong said indifferently, "Well done. This useless boy accomplishes nothing, not even capable of being a prodigal. It's necessary to give him a sound beating from time to time, to teach him a lesson."
Lv Fang nodded, then added, "That girl went to father's study."
Li Fuzhou frowned slightly, wanting to say something but then hesitated.
Lv Guoyong pondered for a while and then said, "Let her be."
