Beasts belong in cages, and ghosts belong in the underworld.
These words were undoubtedly telling Yang Shan to be aware of her place and to go where she belonged, instead of mindlessly hopping around all day long.
And making a fool of herself in public.
Yu Se was not someone who liked to argue with others, but today, for Jiang Muwan, she personally descended to tear into a woman like Yang Shan.
Jiang Muwan couldn't say she wasn't moved.
Long before this, she knew that Yu Se, even though she stayed in Mengxi Garden, led a secluded life, rarely gathering with other ladies from aristocratic families for regular social tea parties and gossipy chats.
In other words, those aristocratic ladies engaged in endless social whirling to pave the way for their families' businesses.
But Yu Se didn't need to.
