Li Cheng wore a helpless expression, for his sister had always been opinionated and smarter than himself; she had been the one calling the shots in the family. Now that she had grown so stubborn, Li Cheng was at a loss for what to do.
He had no choice but to look towards Muniang, hoping she could help persuade her. But Muniang simply said, "You heard her, didn't you? Qinghe doesn't care. Later, I'll spill the beans about how the distinguished Mr. Scholar shamelessly mingles without a matchmaker and now abandons his wife to pursue wealth and glory. Tsk tsk, such a reputation. I hear you wish to take the scholarly exam next year. If the examiners learn of this record of yours, will they even let you sit for it?"
Qiao Yuanzhen's face grew darker by the moment, and he clenched his fists tightly inside his sleeves, wishing he could devour Muniang alive, "You wouldn't dare!"
Muniang raised her eyebrows defiantly, "You think I wouldn't dare?"
