That night.
Since she was truly in no condition to move about, after returning to Rongguo Mansion, Wang Xifeng claimed she had caught a chill at the Sun residence and stayed in bed for more than half the day.
Though her body had gotten some rest, her mind could not settle—the various people who came wave after wave to visit her had all required careful handling.
Thus, it was not until nightfall that the room finally became quiet.
Yet Wang Xifeng found herself unaccustomed to the silence.
Though that Sun family Second Master was indeed a sly, detestable beast, the sense of fullness and security she felt with him by her side was hardly comparable to sitting alone, gazing out the window in self-pity.
Who knew what sort of business he would come up with?
If he dared to brush her off and fob her off again, then she would... she would...
Thinking it over carefully, Wang Xifeng realized that aside from Jade and Stone Burn Together, she had few means of keeping Sun Shaozong in check.
After all, if such a matter ever spread, the result would be mutual destruction.
And Jia Lian, the only one who might possibly mediate between them, had never cared about her in the first place—if he learned she had given herself to Sun Er, he might even welcome it.
It was not that she feared Jia Lian growing angry over it; she feared he would shamelessly seize the opportunity and push his luck.
She really should have handed this matter over to Sun Er to deal with at the time.
As her thoughts wandered, she suddenly heard several maids outside laughing and teasing one another.
With a guilty conscience, Wang Xifeng had become exceptionally sensitive to every movement around her. She hurriedly gathered