Su Qiao's lips curved slightly, and she looked at him with a hint of mockery. "Could it be that Father means for me, the dignified Eldest Legitimate Daughter of the Prime Minister's residence, to kneel and kowtow in apology to a servant in front of everyone? And all because this maid insulted me and even dared to restrict my freedom as her mistress?"
Prime Minister Su was finding it difficult to save face. Thinking of what his younger daughter had done yesterday and the rumors circulating outside, he also felt angry with her.
But she was, after all, the daughter he had always cherished in the palm of his hand. In front of outsiders, he still did not want her to bear a bad reputation.
"Your second younger sister has always been kindhearted. At the time, she was also incited and blinded by a villain, which was why she acted rashly and did such a thing. You must not take it to heart and damage the bond between sisters."
Things had already reached this point, yet he was still so muddleheaded. Su Qiao truly had no idea how he had ever become Prime Minister.
Could it be that he had risen entirely through the support of his father-in-law's family?
Or had he bought his official position entirely with silver?
Su Qiao smiled faintly. "Father, have you ever heard of beating someone to death through excessive pampering?"
Prime Minister Su narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean by that?"
Su Qiao picked up her teacup and took a leisurely sip.
"In this residence, Father and Mother dote on her. Outside, several Princes and those few talented young men of the capital indulge her just as much. Father, do you truly not worry that one day she'll poke a hole in the