Huang Dan frowned at his words.
Song Xia shot her a look of warning. She was stepping out of line. She shouldn't be questioning the Old Patriarch's decision.
"Father, Huo.. We will retire first.." Song Xia stood up and glanced at Huang Dan.
She stood up and bowed to the two masters. "Yes, have a good night."
She then followed Song Xia to her courtyard. As soon as the doors closed, she didn't hesitate to voice out her protest.
"Husband, can't you change Father-in-law's mind?"
"But he is right. Jia's mother's dowry should only be used for her and not for someone else."
"But, Yimu is not just someone else. She is mine and my dear Xia's daughter." She tried to sound endearing, her hands came up to him, her head rested against his chest.
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