At the mourning hall, there were those who were literate and could understand, and naturally, there were also those who were illiterate and could not comprehend.
Those who understood chuckled quietly, while those who did not understand repeatedly asked others.
Once those who did not understand found out the meaning, there inevitably followed a burst of sneaky laughter.
There were also those who secretly pointed and gestured at Madam Zeng.
Madam Zeng so wished she could strangle Song Jiyun to death and also cursed Song Youliang in her heart for having such an uncontrollable daughter.
However, outwardly, she had to pretend she hadn't seen anything, could say nothing, and could do nothing; otherwise, she would prove Song Jiyun's words true and ruin Song Sanliang.
Song Sanliang's gaze at Song Jiyun was fiery enough to burn.
Whether for the immediate benefits or his recently slandered reputation, he couldn't just stand there and take it.
