Madam Xiao knew her emotions had betrayed her, losing the initiative.
She regained her composure, smoothed out her skirt, and sat down again, smiling calmly, "Let's not discuss whether he will save her or not for now. So you kidnapped Ningning for the sake of that coachman."
Li Qiao's eyelids drooped, her eyebrows raised slightly, "To trade a 'coachman' for the Duke's daughter is well worth it."
Madam Xiao sighed with regret, "Li Qiao, you are so clever, you can't be unaware of the consequences of targeting my daughter. Since you want to cure the coachman, with this kind of attitude, even if Ah Hui agrees, I will not consent."
"Then there's nothing to talk about. You may leave."
Li Qiao spread her hands, her expression showing a hint of disappointment.
Madam Xiao remained seated, her eyes, quite similar to Shang Yu's, rippled with layers of meaning, "For just a coachman, you are willing to risk it all, it seems... you truly value loyalty and affection."
