She was, after all, her own granddaughter. How could she really drive her out of the Lu family?
Regardless, she was indeed the young lady of the Lu family and Lu Moqing's own younger sister.
"Housekeeper, let me in!"
"I'm sorry, young lady, the old madame won't let you in, and as a servant, I can't make such a decision!"
"You know you are a servant, and how dare a servant block me? Get out of my way!"
Lu Xintong was furious. It was bad enough that her grandmother and brother gave her a hard time, but even a servant dared to block her.
Song Yu, standing to one side, couldn't help but frown at Lu Xintong's words.
He knew that his wife had been willful since childhood, and when he married her, he naturally wouldn't deliberately restrain her personality.
If his wife didn't even have the right to be willful, it meant that he, as a husband, was useless.
But that didn't mean she could disregard basic respect for others.
