The moment Madam Ruan spoke, even she was stunned. She truly could not understand how she had said something like that. Was it only because he had asked her that before, and she wanted to know what he really thought?
Song Qingshu was also taken aback by her words. Then he put on a thoughtful expression. "Hmm, Madam Ruan has fair skin, a beautiful face, a full chest, a slim waist, a pert backside, and a pair of long legs. Most importantly, that soft, sweet baby voice of yours... If you really offered yourself to a man, there probably would not be any man capable of refusing."
"Look at you, talking yourself up." Madam Ruan blushed and spat at him fiercely. Yet for some reason, hearing that she was so attractive in his eyes actually made her a tiny bit happy.
"All right, I was just teasing you." Song Qingshu pulled her into his arms. "How could she possibly compare to my Yingying?"
Unexpectedly, she showed no sign of happiness upon hearing that. Instead, her expression turned cold, leaving Song Qingshu utterly confused and unsure how he had offended her.
"Yingying, come take a look. Does this hairpin look nice?" Song Qingshu assumed his earlier joke had gone too far and hurriedly tried to distract her, bringing her before a mirror.
"I do not want things that belong to other women." Madam Ruan grew irritated and reached up to remove the jade hairpin from her head.
"Hey." Song Qingshu hurriedly stopped her and said with a bitter smile, "I earned this through my own abilities. How can it count as something belonging to another woman?"
Madam Ruan also realized that her emotions had been somewhat off, so she took the opportunity to back down and snorted. "That is more like