They whispered among themselves:
"How much did they drink to start making a scene right here in the restaurant?"
"Don't they know who owns this restaurant? How dare they cause trouble here?"
"Luckily, they only argued a little and didn't come to blows."
Weng Chuchu said nothing, quietly observing Weng Cixin.
Sure enough, Weng Cixin kept glancing toward the door, as though she were waiting for something.
Unease stirred in Weng Chuchu's heart. She had a feeling that everything written on that crumpled note was true.
Before long, the food arrived, along with a pot of wine.
It was fruit wine, so it was perfectly normal for women dining at a restaurant in the capital to order a pot.
None of the other young noblewomen at the table suspected a thing!
Weng Chuchu kept her eyes on the wine pot. It looked completely different from the ones they had seen on their previous visits to the restaurant.
Weng Cixin eagerly stepped forward and began serving the young noblewomen.
Weng Chuchu saw everything clearly. When Weng Cixin poured wine for the others, there was nothing unusual about it.
But when she poured wine for Weng Chuchu, she first pressed a raised spot on the handle.
At that moment, Weng Chuchu's heart sank into the abyss. Everything on the note was true!
She had never bullied Weng Cixin or Concubine Lian at home. She had never imagined that one day, Weng Cixin would conspire with outsiders to harm her.
Had Weng Cixin never considered that they shared both glory and disgrace?
If she, the legitimate daughter, was ruined and her reputation destroyed, every girl in the Secretariat Directorate Mansion would be dragged down with her. None of them could hope to make a good marriage afterward.
Then Weng Cixin's dream of