âPrincess, Miss Qu just called me over and hit me. She said I was badmouthing her behind her back, but I didnât say anything⦠Princess, you have to stand up for me, wuu wuu wuuâ¦â
Xiaohong is in her twenties this year. She has only been helping out at the old house for two years. Although Mo Weiyi doesnât spend much time at home, she knows that this granddaughter is the one her grandfather loves the most.
If anyone asked who was in charge of this household, the answer would surely be the Little Princess.
Sure enough, Mo Weiyiâs pretty face darkened immediately. âThis Qu Yunyao, is she crazy? How dare she bully the servants behind my back. Does she think sheâs the master now? Come with me!â
Xiaohong quickly followed her, still crying.
Northern Villa.
In the living room, Xu Jing was still reprimanding Qu Yunyao. Hearing Mo Weiyiâs voice, she stood up quickly. Seeing Xiaohong behind her, her heart dropped.
âAuntie.â Mo Weiyi stood there, looking at Qu Yunyao who was sitting on the sofa. âI have seen a servant being beaten, so I came to find out what is going on.â
âYiyi, Iâm sorry.â Xu Jing immediately apologized. âIt was Yunyao who was wrong. She⦠She was feeling unwell just now, and she took it out on the servant.â
âYunyao, is that so?â Mo Weiyi raised her chin, arching her eyebrows.
Clearly, she didnât believe it.
Therefore, Qu Yunyao got up from the sofa, bit her lip, and cautiously came over to apologize. âSister Yiyi, it was all my fault. I shouldnât have vented my anger on the servants. My mother has already scolded me, and I know I was wrong.â
After speaking, she looked at Xiaohong, her tone was even more sincere. âXiaohong, Iâm sorry, I didnât mean to slap you. Can you forgive me?â
Mo Weiyi: ââ¦â
Xiaohong was also stunned, having never expected that Miss Qu could change her face so quickly. She was so arrogant in private, but in front of Mo Weiyi, she pretended to be a sweet little rabbit.
âYiyi.â Xu Jing laughed pleasantly. âYunyao is young and naive, and she is pregnant now⦠It was my fault just now, I couldnât hold her back. Please donât be angry.â
All of Mo Weiyiâs anger seemed to have nowhere to vent.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She raised her chin, her voice clear. âSince I let you and my aunt stay here, you are my guests. If there is any problem, just go to Uncle Shi. If it really is the servantâs negligence or misconduct, Uncle Shi will discipline them. You donât need to do it yourselves, nor are you qualified to hit the Mo familyâs servants.â Xu Jing looked uncomfortable.
Yet Qu Yunyao was still smiling, âI understand, Sister Yiyi. I donât understand the rules here. When you have time, come back more often and teach me.â Mo Weiyi gave her a look and turned to leave.
**
By the time she got to school and was walking in front of the academic building, she received a call from Mo Yaoxiong.
âWeiyi, did you say something to Yunyao just now?â
âWhat did she tell you?â Mo Weiyi laughed, if Qu Yunyao really was badmouthing her behind her back, thenâ¦
âShe didnât say anything, just that she wants to move out with Xu Jing.â Mo Yaoxiong sighed, âBut I heard from the servants that you were at home this morning and had a little unpleasantness with her?â
Mo Weiyi immediately recounted the whole incident. Finally she said, âDad, since they want to move out, let them. Youâve let them stay at home for half a year, isnât that benevolent enough? Isnât Auntieâs arm already healed? Plus, she is the one who said she wanted to move out. Why are you still worried?â
âI understand now, you pay attention to your class.â After saying that, Mo Yaoxiong hung up the phone.
Mo Weiyi puffed up her cheeks. As soon as she stowed away her mobile phone, her shoulder was tapped from behind.
When she turned around, she saw Ling Zhizhou standing behind her.
He was tall and looked clean. The sunlight behind him cast a shadow on him, making him seem as if he was bathing in the light. Even the smile on his face was warm and sunny.
âHi senior, what a coincidence.â Ling Zhizhou smiled happily, but Mo Weiyi was immediately a bit uneasy.
âLing Zhizhou, Iâm sorry about the textbook you lent me yesterdayâ¦â
â I donâ t have an English class for a week, keep using it.â Ling Zhizhou readily said.
Mo Weiyi was embarrassed. âWhat I meant to say is, I think I lost your textbook.â
LingZhizhou:
âIâm sorry, I found my freshman year textbook. Can you use it instead?â Mo Weiyi took out the freshman year textbook she had found at the old house this morning. âItâs very clean, I havenât used it.â
Ling Zhizhou took the textbook, opened it and saw the words âMo Weiyiâ written on the title page.
The handwriting was masculine, forceful.
He quickly closed it. âAlright, then Iâll use this one of yours.â
Seeing him laugh so happily, Mo Weiyi felt her guilt fade away.
âAre you going to the reading room this afternoon? I can save you a spot.â Ling Zhizhou asked again.
âYes.â
âAlright, so two spots again, right?â
âRight.â As Mo Weiyi said this, she looked at the time, âIâm going to class now. Iâll find you in the reading room this afternoon.â
âOkay.â Ling Zhizhou waved.
Watching Mo Weiyi walk into the classroom, he lowered his head and picked up the textbook in his hand. He opened it and looked at the three characters inside.
The originally innocent and sunny smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold mockery at the corners of his mouth, as well as the obvious gloom in his eyes.
Until a girlâs voice came from beside him, âLing Zhizhou, are you pursuing Mo Weiyi?â
Ling Zhizhou didnât respond, only closing his book, his expression returning to normal.