No one had the heart to buy spicy strips anymore. They all looked at Li Yingying as if she were dead, and some of them even went forward to persuade her.

"Madam Li, Xia Shu is the second young lady's favorite maid. If you offend her, I'm afraid..."

"You'd better think of a way to escape quickly."

Taohong, who was standing next to him, still had silver and money in her hand. She didn't even react when the sparks flew.

Seeing everyone talking at once, she finally came to her senses.

Taohong's face was full of worry. She put all the money into the bag and put it in Li Yingying's hand.

"Yingying, what should we do now? Not only will you get lost, but your whole family will probably suffer."

Li Yingying put the money into her sleeve, actually into the storage ring.

She looked at Taohong calmly and said, "It's getting late. You should go to work first. Don't worry. I have my own way."

It was almost time to go to work, and the rest of the people dispersed.

At this time, the people in the tea room also came to work one after another, and naturally no one knew what happened in the morning.

Li Yingying still left three bags of spicy strips for Aunt Li and started her busy morning.

The teahouse staff had just finished serving morning tea to their masters, and it was four quarters past noon.

Zi Yuan brought Xia Shu to the tea room with grim expressions and walked straight towards the tea room.

When Xia Shu went to bed in the morning, she was in a mess and didn't even change her clothes or wash up.

He exaggerated the grievances he had suffered earlier and told them to Ziyuan, whom he loved.

Zi Yuan heard that he was just a servant, but he dared to be so presumptuous, so she brought Xia Shu to show this servant what he was doing, mainly to vent her anger.

The two of them walked quickly to the door of the tea room. Xia Shu pointed to Li Yingying, who was busy on the right, wearing coarse cloth and a wooden hairpin on her head, and said loudly:

"It was this slave who beat me this morning and said that we maids are just like them, slaves."

Xia Shu kept calling her a lowly maid, as if she was just a second-class maid and treated her master no differently.

Upon hearing the voice, Aunt Li put down her teacup and hurried over.

"Oh, aren't these sisters Ziyuan and Xiashu?" Xiashu pointed at Li Yingying and said with a smile, "These are our waiter's servants. What can I do for you?"

Zi Yuan looked at Li Yingying coldly. She had been to the teahouse several times, but she only remembered Aunt Li who was in charge. She had never even looked at anyone else.

At this moment, she looked at Li Yingying. Although she was wearing coarse cloth and her hair was casually tied up, her round forehead, bright eyes, delicate little upturned nose, and shallow dimples on both sides of her pink lips that seemed to be smiling were all over the place. Her oval face made her already delicate features look more dignified.

Zi Yuan was shocked. This face...

She was a first-class maid, and her food, clothing and other expenses were of course very well provided for. She was treated like a master every day. Even so, her appearance was still a little inferior to that of a menial servant.

Zi Yuan was just thinking about it when Xia Shu saw Aunt Li coming over and shouted, "Order? How dare I?"

Xia Shu gestured towards herself twice again, her eyes widened, and she said angrily:

"Look at me, this is all caused by this lowly maid. Aunt Li, the servants in your teahouse are all dead. If I give you another order, you will lose your life."

When these words were spoken, everyone in the tea room was shocked.

Are you kidding me?

How could Li Yingying, a menial servant, possibly beat a second-class maid?

But looking at Xia Shu's red face and the hurried manner in which the two of them came, it didn't seem fake.

After hearing what Xia Shu said, the people in Changting also walked a few steps towards the tea room and stuck their heads out to see what was going on.

In the tea room, Li Yingying had a blank expression on her face, Chunyan frowned with some worry on her face, only the cigarette, a smile that could not be hidden on her face and eyes, secretly proud in her heart: Li Yingying, you are so arrogant, tomorrow will be the day of your death.

Aunt Li saw Ziyuan's cold face and Xiashu's blushing face. Li Yingying was hers, and if she had any, she would be unable to escape the relationship. Just when she didn't know what to say, Ziyuan, who had been silent, spoke.

Zi Yuan was not as simple-minded as Xia Shu, and said in a gentle tone:

"Auntie Li, your people hit the maidservants around the Second Young Lady at will. That means they don't regard the Second Young Lady as their master. It's not appropriate for such a masterless person to stay in the teahouse or in the Li Mansion."

This sentence not only defines the nature of the situation, but also convicts Li Yingying.

Using the title of Second Young Lady, she went straight to beating Li Yingying to death.

After she said this, who else would dare to speak for Li Yingying? Even Li Yingying herself had no choice but to accept it.

She really has a vicious heart. She is worthy of being a first-class maid. She has extraordinary experience following her master.

Aunt Li mumbled, her voice weakened, "Miss Ziyuan, she..."

Seeing that Aunt Li, the waiter, was in charge and was still speaking up for Li Yingying, Xia Shu became even more indignant: "Aunt Li, do you waiters really want to protect such a helpless person? Then I can only report to the Second Young Lady to make the decision."

As soon as these words were spoken, all of Aunt Li's words were choked back.

Cigarette, the only happy person in the room, saw that Li Yingying was completely helpless and interrupted, "Yes, Aunt Li, if someone like that comes into our teahouse, he'll get us all killed sooner or later."

Aunt Li lowered her head, took a fierce look at the cigarette, but at the critical moment, she turned her arm outward.

Li Yingying, who had been silent for a while, stood up from the desk.

After hearing these words, she finally understood that the two men's purpose was to drive her out of the Li Mansion.

She spoke calmly, neither anxious nor angry, "There were many people here this morning. I simply grabbed her hand and let it go. She fell because she couldn't stand steadily. Is this also my fault?" Before they could say anything, she continued, "Do I have to stand and take the beating? She's so arrogant and domineering, people would think she was taught by the Second Young Lady."

"Bitch, shut up." Xia Shu thought that by calling Zi Yuan, she would put pressure on the waiter, and they would definitely abandon this bitch to avoid disaster.

No matter what the truth is, Xia Shu has been offended. If she doesn't ask for an explanation, these servants will no longer take them seriously in the future.

Zi Yuan thought so, and regardless of what Li Yingying said, she looked at Aunt Li, as if to say, make a decision quickly.

At some point, a lot of people gathered at the door of the teahouse to watch the fun, and their mouths were busy, saying all kinds of things.

"I heard there was a third-class servant in the knitting room. Somehow he offended the Third Young Lady's Luchun and was sold off to Yichunlou. Seeing how beautiful Li Yingying is, it's difficult, difficult, difficult."

"It's very bad. Her father is Li Liu. My family used to work with him. He's a coward and he lets others bully him."

"There's nothing much to say about this. If a servant dares to offend the young lady's maid, he's doomed."

“…”

Aunt Li was under the pressure of these two people, which was beyond her ability and she was about to be unable to withstand it.

Li Yingying walked out from behind the desk, came to the door, took Aunt Li's arm, and motioned her to go back.

Aunt Li's expression relaxed for a moment, but then she felt something was wrong. When did she start to listen to the servant so much?

Li Yingying ignored the anger of the two men and remained neither humble nor arrogant. She took out an object from her sleeve and handed it to the two men.

The two were stunned, and Xia Shu waved her hand to snatch it away to see if it was real.

Li Yingying put the hand into her sleeve in time, but Xia Shu missed it. She was angry but couldn't say anything, staring at Li Yingying.

It turned out that Li Yingying took out the token given to her by young master Li Zhengwei for travel.

In the Li Mansion, no matter whether they were maids, housekeepers, or slaves, they could only leave the mansion for two days a year to visit their families without the master's order.

Although the master can come and go at any time, each master has his own number plate. When the servant goes out to handle things, he must show the number plate.

When Zi Yuan and Xia Shu saw the young master's token, how could they not be excited?

Zi Yuan remembered that some time ago, the young master had taken a fancy to a menial servant, but when he failed to get her, it was rumored that the young master had given up the idea.

Looking at Li Yingying's appearance, she must be this servant.

The young master will not give his number plate to anyone casually. Once he gives it to someone, that person is someone he values.

A menial servant was nothing, but she couldn't afford to offend the young master.

Zi Yuan pondered this and said calmly, "I think you've misunderstood. Xia Shu, let's go. The young lady is going to Lake Hua now, so we should get ready."

Zi Yuan pulled Xia Shu out, but Xia Shu was still reluctant, "Sister Zi, this bitch..."

Xia Shu was about to say something unpleasant, but when Zi Yuan gave her a look, she stopped talking awkwardly.

After Ziyuan and the other person left, Li Yingying turned around with a normal expression.

When Li Yingying took out the token just now, it was between Li Yingying and Ziyuan, which was the blind spot of other people's sight.

Therefore, no one present saw what she took out. Li Yingying didn't want to be seen by others and cause trouble.

Before Aunt Li understood what was going on, Ziyuan and the other two left.

Judging from the tone, it seems that he has taken the initiative to retreat.

Aunt Li looked at Li Yingying with a probing look. This little girl made her more and more like a mystery.

Chunyan remained silent and began to busy herself with her own duties.

There was only cigarettes, and a frozen smile on her face. She had clearly seen that Li Yingying's days were coming to an end, and she could even see herself making tea again, so why was it like this?

The people watching the show in the theater used to look at Li Yingying with pitiful eyes, but now they all stared at her with astonishment on their faces.

Yes, they had never seen a servant who offended a maid being able to get away with it so easily.

Only Li Anzi, unable to contain his curiosity, came forward and said, "Madam Li, just now the two girls Ziyuan had fierce expressions on their faces. How come they left without you saying a word?"

Li Yingying smiled slightly, "I guess you think I've been wronged, so you don't want to bother me."

Li Anzi, seeing that she was just speaking official language, shrank his neck and went back to Changting to continue working.

Li Yingying walked to the table and sat down calmly to prepare afternoon tea, as if she was oblivious to the various expressions on everyone's faces.

Cigarette said unwillingly, "It seems Miss Ziyuan has gone to report to the Second Miss for the decision."

I don’t know whether I said this to myself or did this for Li Yingying to hear.