Echoes of rippled water

Although Fei Chuan's side had managed to delete the rumors about the scandal involving the three, the ripple effects it caused were far from over—like the lingering echoes of water after a stone is thrown into a pond. The aftershocks were still spreading, subtle yet unavoidable.

Inside the Chuan family's main garden, an old woman in her seventies—but who looked like she was in her early fifties—was trimming the small bushes. The head butler, Head Butler Cai, approached her and handed her a piece of paper.

"This is the letter that Chuan Xingyu risked sending to us. How should we respond to it?"

Madame Chu picked up the letter with her gloved hand, which quickly became dirtied with mud. She briefly read the letter and tossed it back. "That bastard child got herself into trouble. Now she remembers her family in her time of need. Let her stay there. How could she have associated with the Lins and helped drug someone? She needs to learn her lesson."