Wang Xifeng's almond eyes widened as she cursed, "Every day, you run around with that pack of dissolute friends, drinking and whoring, with nothing but filthy thoughts in your head. If it weren't for you, would I have risked tarnishing my reputation by doing something so disgraceful? Yet here you are, insisting on putting a green hat on your own head!"
Jia Lian had always been somewhat afraid of his wife. Hearing this, he hurriedly forced a smile. "My fault, my fault. My wife is pure and spotless, my brother is upright and incorruptible, untouched by female beauty. I, Jia Lian, have not been cuckolded by anyone!"
"Pah!" Wang Xifeng was clearly left speechless by her husband's shamelessness. "The rest is one thing, but saying that your Brother Baoyu is untouched by women? You really dare to say anything."
"Hehe..." Thinking of that brother's reputation, Jia Lian could not help laughing awkwardly. But then he recalled Baoyu's peculiar tastes. With so many lovely young girls in the house, he had only touched Xiren, spending more of his energy seeking out married women instead...
Looking at his wife, beautiful as a flower, Jia Lian could not help touching the hat on his head. "It should be nothing. It should be nothing..."
Meanwhile, after Song Qingshu returned to Yihong Courtyard, he was putting on an act with Xiren, Qingwen, and the others, calling them sister this and little sister that. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. He looked toward the main room and saw a middle-aged scholar pacing back and forth inside, clearly extremely anxious.
"Mr. Liao." Xiren and Qingwen clearly recognized him and respectfully bowed to him.
"Liao Yingzhong!" Song Qingshu immediately recognized him as well. He was Jia Sidao's chief adviser. In his early years, he had passed the imperial