Chen Yuanyuan's face instantly flushed red, and she could not help snapping, "A'ke, what nonsense are you talking about?" She knew full well that even an ordinary married woman living with a young man would invite all sorts of rumors, let alone someone with an identity as sensitive as hers.
"I'm not talking nonsense. Didn't Brother Song and Huang Shang say the same thing just now?" A'ke was still an inexperienced young girl and did not really understand the various dangers hidden behind it all.
"Young Master Song was only dealing with Huang Shang's words just now." Chen Yuanyuan nearly stamped her foot. Oh, my foolish daughter. One day, she'll surely be eaten clean by some man and still thank him for it.
"It wasn't merely something I said to deal with him," Song Qingshu replied with a faint smile. "How about this? If Madam does not mind, you may stay at my place for a while first. You can decide where to go later."
Chen Yuanyuan's alluring face was fair with a rosy tint, while her watery eyes brimmed with embarrassment. "This... I'm afraid that would not be appropriate."
Song Qingshu waved a hand. "Madam need not worry. My conduct is above reproach; I am not afraid of gossip."
Chen Yuanyuan was speechless. You're a man, of course you're not afraid. It's always women who get hurt... But she soon realized that her reputation was already bad enough. As the saying went, one more debt did not weigh a person down. Besides, he was helping out of kindness...
"Then I will trouble you, Young Master." Chen Yuanyuan dipped into a slight curtsy and spoke softly.
A'ke looked at Song Qingshu gratefully as well. "Brother Song, thank you!"
Even with Song Qingshu's firm will, being looked at like that by