Although she often mingled in social scenes, she was naturally equipped to handle herself comfortably and even turn the tables when necessary.
Shen Yilan smiled and began, "Mrs. Di, you might be overthinking things. I never intended to disrupt the affection between you and your husband. It's all your wild guesses. Seeing a woman and assuming she's a rival, always ready to clash, I wonder if you ever get tired? Does Senior Mingjue ever get tired?"
Gu Qibao laughed out loud, still as straightforward in her response, "Tired? Why should I be tired? My husband is my man, he belongs to me, do you understand? What right does anyone else have to interfere?
What's mine is mine, and I will defend my rights. Why shouldn't I stop other women from whispering sweet nothings to my husband? Don't I have that right? Miss Shen, let me tell you, I decide my man's matters. It's not up to anyone else to interject here, so you might as well save your breath.