Yang Liu nodded: "Yes, it was Madam who told me to do this, saying that..."

"What do you mean?"

Yang Liu pursed her lips and timidly said, "They said it was to dampen Miss's arrogance, to make Miss recognize her own status, and not to think about those unrealistic things."

"That jealous woman! It's not enough that she's controlling me, she even wants to meddle in her son's affairs!" Sang Hongfu gritted his teeth.

Upon hearing his words, Yang Liu secretly curled the corners of her lips. She thought to herself, "How come this great prime minister only has one concubine, the Third Madam?"

"Don't be angry, sir. Getting angry is bad for your health," Yang Liu said gently as she poured Sang Hongfu another glass of wine.

Sang Hongfu drank it all in one gulp again.

After a few drinks, Sang Hongfu started to talk more. Yang Liu, seeing that he had talked enough, walked behind him and gently massaged his shoulders: "In my opinion, Master loves Madam too much, which is why he indulges her so much."

Her voice was soft, and the gentle comfort on his shoulder made Sang Hongfu narrow his eyes: "She's a tigress. If it weren't for those children, I would have divorced her long ago."

"Hehehe." Yang Liu chuckled a few times: "Yes, yes, Master is the best."

Sang Hongfu poured himself another glass and drank it down: "I wonder when we'll be able to find Jiang Yatou."

Yang Liu paused slightly when she heard him mention Sang Jiang. She lowered her head and whispered in Sang Hongfu's ear, "Master loves the Fourth Miss so much, she will definitely come back."

Of course, she only said this to deceive Sang Hongfu.

Sang Hongfu patted her hand and sighed, "You don't understand."

Yang Liu stopped massaging his shoulders and walked to his side to sit down next to him. She gently rested her head on Sang Hongfu's shoulder and said, "This servant may not understand, but this servant understands the hardships you have endured, Master."

Sang Hongfu felt her movements pause slightly. Before he could make any further moves, a gust of wind blew over, and the faint fragrance emanating from Yang Liu wafted into his nose.

Sang Hongfu subconsciously took a deep breath: "It smells so good."

Then, whether it was the effect of the alcohol or something else, he vaguely saw Ruan Yunyun. She wasn't as aloof as before; she was actually smiling at him.

Sang Hongfu couldn't control himself any longer. He pulled Yang Liu into his arms and looked down at her: "Yunyun, you haven't changed at all. No, you have changed. You can smile at me now instead of just coldly rejecting me."

Without waiting for Yang Liu to speak, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Yang Liu closed her eyes and let him rub and suck on her lips.

She's slept with quite a few men, so adding another one like Sang Hongfu wouldn't make much difference.

As she reached out and hooked her arm around Sang Hongfu's neck in response, Sang Hongfu wanted even more. He held Yang Liu's waist tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

After a while, he hugged Yang Liu and carried her horizontally towards his vacation spot.

Yang Liu rested her head against his chest, a smile playing on her lips. Hadn't Liu Furong told her to recognize her place? Now she had, but she wondered if Liu Furong would be happy to know.

Anyway, Sang Yun is unlikely to want her. Sang Hongfu seems pretty good too. Don't Sang Jiang and Sang Ruo look down on her?

Now everyone has to obediently call her Auntie.