The lamplight in the room flickered. The First Madam looked at her daughter, whose face was flushed with anger. Patting the seat beside her, she gestured for her to sit down and said softly, "What have I always told you? Don't be hasty when something happens. Calm down first, then think of a solution. When a person panics, their thoughts become a mess. And a messy mind leads to disaster."
Song Yexi pressed her lips together, her expression unyieldingly stubborn.
The First Madam sighed. "You say Song Qinghan was behind what happened today, but do you have any proof?"
Song Yexi…
'If I had proof, I wouldn't be fuming here. I would have already thrown it in Song Qinghan's face.'
