The Deputy Prefect's wife sneered once more. "Lord Shao, your silver tongue leaves me speechless. I can only feel sorry for Madam Shao. Missing and forgotten, it wouldn't be surprising if she 'passed away' one day. Heh!"
"Shut up!" Shao Yunduan's anger flared, glaring at her. "Rest assured, my wife will live a long life!"
Frustrated by Madam Qin's remarks, Shao Yunduan resisted the urge to retaliate physically against her rudeness.
"Lord Qin," he continued, addressing the Deputy Prefect with disdain, "you're truly fortunate to have wed such a well-mannered, eloquent lady! With such a remarkable wife, Lord Qin, your future must be promising!"
The Deputy Prefect's face reddened instantly, overcome with embarrassment. It felt as if he had been slapped, mocked for choosing a spouse lacking in manners, and cursed for his future.
