Song Yaoyao had no intention of getting involved. She had thought she could leave after finishing her meal, but she had never expected to witness what happened next.
Guagua: [Host, Fu Pinshan's concubines have come to the restaurant for a meal. Today is the concubine Meixiang's birthday. They came here especially to celebrate. Things are quite lively over there. I'll send you the view of their private room so you can see for yourself.]
Song Yaoyao: [All right.]
In the video, more than a dozen concubines had gathered together.
Normally, these concubines had to maintain their decorum in the manor. Now that they were at the restaurant, each of them made herself as comfortable as possible.
Although they usually loathed Fu Pinshan, they still had to pretend to care deeply about him every day. It was a terribly stifling way to live.
There were too many people and prying eyes in the manor for them to let their disgust show on their faces.
Here in the private room, with only the dozen or so of them present, they shed their usual disguises.
"Phew... finally, we don't have to pretend anymore. Keeping up the act every day is exhausting."
"Save the complaints for later. First, see what you'd like to eat. Let's order."
"Yes, yes, let's order first. It's Meixiang's birthday today, so she should go first."
"All right, since you insist, I won't stand on ceremony. I'll start with two dishes I like."
They finished ordering, and before long, the dishes arrived one after another. As they ate, they chatted:
"Now we can finally complain.
"Then I'll go first. Having to face that disgusting face every day makes me sick to the core.
"To keep living comfortably, I have to swallow my disgust, play along with him,