Miss Truth

Lord Shiyi appeared to be only around seventeen or eighteen years old, his cheeks still slightly chubby as though he hadn’t entirely lost his baby fat. His facial features were much softer compared to Xiao Xuanzhi, and his eyebrows and eyes were especially bright and beautiful. Those eyebrows were not the sharp sword-like brows typical of many young lords in the Xiao Family, but long and gentle, with clear and innocent eyes that seemed completely harmless.

Ran Yan was very surprised. In her estimation, Lord Shiyi was likely a man of great ambition, which was why he would have an involvement with Lady Dongyang. However, his looks were so deceiving that they took her completely by surprise.

Lord Shiyi seemed to detect Ran Yan’s gaze, his eyes shifted slightly as he stole a glance at her. Upon seeing Ran Yan’s delicate and exquisite appearance, he was momentarily stunned, then covertly winked at her, his lips curling into a slight smile, unaware of Xiao Song standing beside her.

Ran Yan was astonished— even in such a situation, he still thought of flirting with his sister-in-law! It seemed he truly was a profligate.

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Xiao Song’s brow furrowed, and the temperature in the surroundings seemed to drop a few degrees. His sonorous voice carried a spine-chilling coldness as he broke the silence of the room, "There’s no rush, little brother. After the Clan Leader has dealt with the matter, your elder brother will personally introduce you to your ninth sister-in-law."

The others had also noticed Xiao Shuo’s subtle motion, but from their angle, they couldn’t see his expression. When Xiao Song pointed it out, the room instantly fell into dead silence.

Thump!

Xiao Jing trembled with rage, slapping his hand on the table as he shouted, "Summon the men, Xiao Shuo has behaved improperly in the ancestral hall, showing disrespect to our ancestors—punish him with ten strokes of the cane!"

Showing such disrespect to his brother and sister-in-law in front of their ancestors was intolerable.

Xiao Song, noticing someone slightly straighten up as if to intercede, respectfully stood up first and said, "Please calm your anger, Clan Leader. My brother has always been lively; I believe he was merely curious. A small punishment as a warning might suffice—isn’t caning a bit too harsh?"