The old Song patriarch looked at Song Ci's sarcastic tone and couldn't bear it any longer. He tried to sound stern but his voice was weak, "What kind of lousy idea is this? I might be willing, but would the others be?"
"That depends on how shameless you can be with your words and face," Song Ci sneered. "After all, it's just a verbal agreement. There's no written proof, and it was all drunken nonsense. If you insist it was your own doing, what can the others say even if they find servants to testify? It's even better if they do; you can just say you were drunk and didn't know what you were doing, that it was all their inducement, and the wine was from their house."
The crowd: "..."
Can it really be handled this way?
Isn't this just acting shamelessly?
Exactly, it's being shameless.
Song Zhiyuan said helplessly, "Mother, this is a last-resort tactic. If it gets out, our family will also lose face."
