Post-Meal Exercise 1

After receiving Murong Yanshu's assurance, Ye Xiyuan felt a mix of anxiety and relief. She allowed Murong Yanshu's people to escort her back home.

Once Ye Xiyuan had departed, Murong Yanshu cast a disapproving look at Nangong Xuyao. "Are you satisfied now? You've disrupted the entire banquet. Did you do it on purpose?"

Nangong Xuyao didn't deny it. "Mom, since you're aware of the situation, why ask? I merely wanted to teach her a lesson, to make her realize that I'm not someone she can toy with."

"No wonder you changed your mind so suddenly," Murong Yanshu mused, then scolded him with a glare. "If you knew all along, why didn't you inform me earlier? You even had me host such a grand banquet. Isn't that inviting ridicule?"

"What's there to ridicule?" Nangong Xuyao remained unfazed. "Even if it's a jest, they're only mocking Ye Xiyuan. Such a person aspiring to be the Nangong family's goddaughter is utterly delusional."