Deliberate retribution?
Qian Kerou's palm-sized little face revealed confusion, the "secretary" with a one-track mind couldn't figure out the trick behind it.
Zhao Douan stood with his hands behind his back under that bold ink painting, leaving her with only a view of his back, and said faintly,
"Just so happens to come neither early nor late, but at this particular time, is it a coincidence? Perhaps not."
He had used Li Lang to establish his authority, a purpose clear to anyone with eyes, Princess Yunyang certainly understood.
Today, he had widely opened the door to convenience, asking for bribes to release people, and the son-in-law seized the opportunity to visit, insisting on taking the person away publicly.
If Zhao Douan consented, the authority he had strenuously built would be severely weakened.
It would be interpreted that he dared to hit Li Lang that day because Mo Chou was nearby to support him.