"Understood."
The call ended.
The woman set down her phone, her attention now fully on the television program.
It was a rerun of "Youth With You," showing Si Fuqing playing the bass.
Upon seeing Si Fuqing's face, the woman paused momentarily, but quickly regained her composure.
The butler rushed in, whispering, "Lady, the young master called home, specifically asking when you would be free. He's participating in a program where family members make a video appearance to support the contestants. He's wondering if you could record a message."
"Tell him to get lost," the woman scoffed coldly. "He wanted to make his own way in the entertainment world, so let him. Anyone who dares help him will soon understand why today's flowers are so red!"
She slammed her hand on the table.
"Crack!"
The table split in half.
Seconds later, it crumbled into dust with a series of cracking sounds.