Madam Li stopped short when she reached the Liu Residence and stood stunned for quite some time.
Looking down, she asked, "Son, are you sure? Who in this household bullied you?"
"There was a little girl who looked less than two years old. They called her their young miss. Mother, it was this family's young miss who bullied me!"
Li Kengqiang pouted his plump little lips pitifully.
The slap marks were so red that his whole face looked like a monkey's bottom.
Madam Li hesitated, then frowned in thought. "We should go back and prepare a visiting card first."
Madam Liu Wan was the Minister of Rites' legitimate daughter, and she was now engaged to the Ninth Prince.
Surely she was reasonable.
If Princess Ximing really had bullied her son,
Madam Liu Wan would surely give the two of them an explanation!
But Li Kengqiang refused.
"Mother! Their family bullied me, so why are you still being so polite to them? Father is an Imperial Court official! Can't he punish them?"
He planted himself there and refused to leave.
No matter how Madam Li tugged at him, he would not budge!
He could not let today's slap go unanswered.
To add fuel to the fire, he had even slapped himself.
Now that his mother wanted to treat this family so courteously, he was naturally displeased.
"Silly boy, the mistress of this household is the Minister of Rites' daughter. His youngest son is meeting your aunt in a couple of days to discuss a match. If Third Young Master Liu and your aunt marry, this family will become our relatives, and our family can climb another rung!"
"So we must be polite to them. After all, your aunt would be marrying above her station!"
If a quarrel between children ruined her