The courtyard became lively as a group of people sat down and told Song Ning about the changes in the county over the past year. Aunt Zhao's voice became hoarse from talking so much.
The group didn't leave until almost lunchtime.
Before leaving, he praised Song Ning, saying that although she was now a daughter-in-law of the Duke's mansion, she had no airs at all.
During the meal, Song Sanya did not come out. Song Rui brought the food to the door of the room and then returned.
Song Xiu'e sighed, "Er Ya, please don't take it to heart, San Ya, she..."
"Don't worry, Aunt, I didn't take it to heart."
Song Ning's status is different now, so logically, they should all kneel and pay homage to her upon her return.
But Song Ning wasn't the type to put on airs, so he skipped those formalities, but at least he should come out and greet her.
Song Ning didn't have time to argue with her about these things, and she didn't want to see her anyway; she had more important things to do.
After dinner, Song Ning didn't stay overnight. People kept coming to her house, and she really didn't want to deal with them. Just thinking about the statue on the street gave her a headache.
She needs to persuade these people to knock down the statue; her delicate heart can't take it.
Song Xiu'e and her husband were going to see her off, but Song Ning refused.
“Auntie, I know this place well, no need to see me off. I was just thinking of taking a walk by myself. You guys are busy, I'll come back after this matter is resolved.”
Song Ning turned and left. Song Rui glanced at the room inside, then lowered his head and remained silent.
Song Sanya stood by the window, and through the crack in the window, she had already seen Song Ning.
Unlike back in Nanshan Village, Song Ning is now beautiful, well-dressed, and exudes an aura completely different from others.
Song Ning has completely transformed into a noblewoman from whom she is now worlds apart, while she has long been trampled into the mud.
She raised her hand and gently touched the scar on her face that stretched from her forehead to her cheek, biting her lip until it bled.
She gave a bitter laugh. In her current state, how could she possibly face Song Ning again? She would only be humiliating herself.
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