Chapter 43: Chapter Thirty-nine: Searching for People

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The young maid was about fifteen or sixteen years old. After paying respects to Tang Luo and Manager Xu, she stood in place, with her little head lowered. If it hadn’t been for Tang Luo’s unimpressive height, he wouldn’t have been able to see the wronged look in her eyes. Her dark eyes were fixed on the ground in front of her feet.

Am I really so terrifying? Tang Luo doubted. He thought he was so kind to the servants in the house, there was no reason for them to fear him.

Adjusting his facial expression, he put on a refreshing young boy’s face and casually asked, “What’s your name?”

“I’m Xing Yu,” the little maid answered, her face full of grievance.

“Xing Yu, I want to ask you, do you remember the person who told me stories when you used to take care of me?” Tang Luo asked, smiling.

Hearing Tang Luo’s words and seeing his expression, Xing Yu was filled with alarm, stuttering, too scared to make a sound.

She felt so miserable. As expected, the lord of the house was a big villain who liked to settle accounts after the fact. It had been two months, and he was still looking to cause trouble for Brother Aji.

Seeing the little maid dawdling in the face of the young master’s question, Manager Xu barked, “Speak when you’re told to!”

The severe presence of the steward was too heavy for the little maid. At the sound of his voice, she shivered, her eyes filling instantaneously with tears, a whimper escaping her lips.

Even more displeased with the little maid’s attitude, Manager Xu made to step forward and slap Xing Yu across the face.

The little maid, who had just been whimpering, now broke out into a full-fledged cry, filled with fear and shock at the sight of the steward raising his hand.

“Stop, stop,”

Tang Luo grabbed the steward’s arm, slightly vexed. He simply came to ask a few questions, how did everything devolve into such a state?

The little maid wept, her face resembling rain-soaked pear blossoms. It seemed her name aptly portrayed her – a spring rain mingling with the apricot blossoms.

With resignation, Tang Luo pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Xing Yu.

“Wipe your face, you’re crying like a baby kitten.”

then at Tang Luo’s kind face, then back at the steward’s severe eyes behind her. The young girl did not understand if she should take the handkerchief

handkerchief out for a good while, “Quickly take it, my hand’s

but with the steward’s stern look, she carefully

master.” Xing Yu sobbed

me who that boy who told

liked to pretend she didn’t hear him, but under the threat in the steward’s gaze, she was forced

soon as the words came out of her mouth, the little maid was overcome with grief, feeling that she had betrayed the kind Brother Aji who had been so good to her. The handkerchief was quickly pressed

eyebrows shot

Madame She has not kept these maids well-disciplined. I will

darkness in front of her eyes. Her legs gave way under her, and she sat on the ground, pressing the handkerchief tightly

for a person turn into a discipline issue for maids? Tang Luo was exasperated. He reached out to help Xing

it was I who scared her.” He didn’t understand how everything had gotten to this point. He turned to the steward and asked, “Do you

thought for a moment and said, “I don’t remember him, but if he’s not around here he might be in the Spirit Beast Garden. There

see the

to assign blame. I have a good job

Luo, he understood something from Xing Yu’s mention of Brother Aji. The

for her sweetheart, deeply afraid that he was here to settle

regarding Xing Yu and Aji’s matter, pretend you never heard

“Yes, I understand,”

look at Xing Yu, who still had the handkerchief pressed to her face, Tang Luo shook his head and walked off towards the Spirit

expected, as soon as they entered the Spirit Beast

and the manager, the servants of the Spirit Beast Garden came

was dismissed, leaving only Aji. Tang Luo sized up the young

had become much thinner and had grown a touch of melancholic stubble. If two months

training the servants. The lively young man has clearly changed in

you still tell stories?” Tang Luo joked, his face filled

man hung his head

a manager’s job for you. Would you rather keep splitting bamboo, or would you want to join me?” Despite standing on his toes, Tang Luo only managed to pat the young man’s upper arm, which made him seem

He lifted his head abruptly and

Fengqing Alley

“How much longer?”

will

“As soon as possible.”

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