Behind the wall, Song Zhiqing's face was ashen with anger.
So it turns out all his supposed talent being suppressed was a lie. In her heart, was he really so inadequate?
He turned his head and saw Song Zhiyuan's mocking gaze, and his face burned with shame, feeling scalding hot.
Silent ridicule is more humiliating than any slap in the face.
Not long ago, he even took action against the Lu family for Bai Shuilian's sake and reprimanded his eldest daughter for being unfilial.
But now what does it all mean, his protection was all for nothing.
The more he had defended and valued Bai Shuilian, the more shame he felt now, his face swollen.
"Big brother..." Song Zhiqing mumbled.
Song Zhiyuan said, "The Emperor has always been wary of the remnants of the Xia clan, and so it is now. You were oblivious to the infiltration of such people around you, and fortunately, it didn't cause significant impact. Otherwise, you couldn't escape the blame for negligence."
