"You two…"
"Auntie Ting He, are you busy?"
Ting He was about to instruct two maids on several matters, but her words were interrupted by a voice.
Turning her head, she saw a face she very much didn't wish to see—Wang Hua'er, the maid beside the third Miss Xue Manyu, who was referred to as Sister Hua by the other maids in Miss Manyu's courtyard.
This maid's cultivation level wasn't up to par, but she had quite the slick tongue, managing to coax Miss Manyu, an insufferably arrogant young lady, into obedient compliance.
"So it's Miss Wang. Do you have business in Madam's quarters?" Although her face carried a smile, her eyes were as indifferent as could be while she inquired, looking at Wang Hua'er.
Wang Hua'er's mouth twitched slightly, knowing that Auntie Ting He did not favor her, but she was not afraid.
