Aunt Zhou read through her reluctance, but she didn't indulge her.
She might have had some reservations before, but today, after learning that her mother-in-law's best friend's grandmother saw her as a junior in her own family, she had no such qualms.
"Madam, drink it quickly, or you'll catch a cold. You'll have to take medicine for a long time and you'll get an earful from the third master," Aunt Zhou said with a smile, warning her that if she got sick from this, the third master would certainly nag her for a long time and there would be no second chance.
"Xinglan, it's not hard to drink and has a refreshing ginger flavor with a hint of sweetness." Xiu Qingyue had finished her drink, but she was truly surprised that Xinglan was afraid of taking medication. She wondered if this was a substantial shortcoming.
She was so flawless that it was hard to find her faults.
