"It seems that meimei was wrong in blaming w.a.n.g fei, this meimei ..." just as Yin Xiangnong was speaking, suddenly her tears started falling.
"If you think it tastes good, there is still a half in my room. Anyway I donât like it very much, so you can take it back."
"Thank you for your kindness." Yin Xiang was happy, and certainly her anger also scattered seventy or eighty percent.
"Jing Xin, you will give that half to Lady Yin."
"Yes." Jing Xin returned.
"w.a.n.g fei jiejie, there are still some things in meimeiâs courtyard, and I will not bother jiejieâs rest anymore, meimei will withdraw first." When Yin Xiangnong reached to this point, she no longer said anything more, stood up, slightly bowed her head toward Qu Tanâer then walked toward the door.
"Oh, well, take care." Qu Tanâer lightly raised her eyebrows and looked at Yin Xiangnongâs back with a faint smile. She thought that Yin Xiangnong would come with the intention of creating a big deal out of the issue, yet the result... it was solved with a little benefit.
Why waste a ginseng? Itâs not that Qu Tanâer was afraid of that surnamed Yin. Itâs just that she didnât want to court death. If that surnamed Yin is angered here, she will not have peaceful days.
(court death : to behave in a way which makes death or danger more likely)
The next day, early in the morning.
It was not long before Qu Tanâer came out of the room.
The housekeeper told her a message, which shocked everyone to wonder if they had misheard it or not...
"Replying to w.a.n.g fei, youâve heard nothing wrong." The housekeeper responded respectfully.
"Impossible, my ears are all right. You said that your statement is true. So what went wrong?" Qu Tanâer stared suspiciously at the housekeeper, and really doubted the authenticity of his words. Even if she is not a favorite, still neglected, but others will not dare to play her.
"Replying to w.a.n.g fei, itâs exactly what you hear, small..."
"Wait a minute. Is there not enough maids in the mansion?" Qu Tanâer interrupted the housekeeperâs words and gave him an a.n.a.lysis of the impossibility of the matter, one point at a time. Oh, she is sure, Mo Liancheng is absolutely deliberate to add trouble for her for seeing her not pleasing to the eye, so will have that decision.
"w.a.n.g fei, there are enough maids in the mansion."
"Then could it be the servant girl who served w.a.n.g Ye had an argument with him?"
"Replying to w.a.n.g fei, the maids in w.a.n.g fu are carefully selected."
"Is it that I have offended him, so he wants to retaliate?" Impossible, even if she offended him, that man will never pay attention to her, but what is this now? Want her to wait for Mo Liancheng?
Send him breakfast every day? Is he too idle, or does he think she is too bored and have nothing to do?
Sigh, can she say no?
"Replying to w.a.n.g fei, this ... small me is not clear." The housekeeper slightly lowered his head, and did not look directly at Qu Tanâers eyes, but did not miss the anger in her eyes.
"Housekeeper, can I not go?" Qu Tanâer asked sadly.
"Replying to w.a.n.g fei, w.a.n.g Yeâs breakfast is ready, just needs w.a.n.g fei to pa.s.s it over. Moreover, w.a.n.g Ye is waiting for you to serve." The housekeeper replied.
"Where is w.a.n.g Ye now?" Qu Tanâer gnashed her teeth, sullenly glaring at the things held by the maid standing behind the housekeeper.
"w.a.n.g Ye is in the study."
Qu Tanâer did not ask more questions. She took the tray in her hand and went to the study room of Mo Liancheng. The housekeeper wanted to follow as well, but she did not let him, just letting Jing Xin accompany her.
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Again Iâm late in my translations, 对ä¸èµ·
My grandpa died last week and I really didnât feel like translating anything.
Thank you for reading...Enjoy
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