Fortunately, Mu Nanxun didn't continue speaking. He gently took her hand and went downstairs.
Yi noticed that all the servants along the way had a more solemn and dignified expression, and they were extremely meticulous in their work, such as preparing tea and water.
Mu Nanxun took a sip of the freshly brewed fragrant bamboo shoots, without even raising her eyebrows, and said as if to herself, "I know about what happened a few days ago. I don't want to hear such nonsense from anyone again."
The servants lowered their heads deeply, feeling a chill run from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet.
"I don't care who started it. If you admit it, I might let you off lightly. But if I find out..."
Mu Nanxun didn't say what came next. But the effect was even more chilling than if he had.
"Smack—"
With a crisp sound, the newly arrived teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the sound, and there stood Atao, looking helpless and panicked as she stared at the broken teacup on the ground.
He was probably frightened by Mu Nanxun just now.
Yi was about to ask her to clean up the broken pieces on the ground when she heard Aunt Zhang's displeased scolding voice.
"Have you seen a ghost? You can't even handle getting some tea, what good are you! And you've disturbed the young master and young mistress! Kneel down and apologize to them right now!"
Ah Tao knelt down with a thud, her voice trembling. "Young...Young Madam, Young Master, I didn't...I didn't mean to."
Well, it's just a broken teacup, nothing serious.
Yi Yi stepped in to defuse the situation, "It's nothing, just be more careful next time. Clean up the broken pieces so you don't get cut, then you can leave."
"Yes...yes..."
Atao glanced at Mu Nanxun, and seeing that he didn't say anything, she packed her things and stepped aside.
*
That night, Mu Nanxun and Yi Yi went upstairs to their bedroom, while Xia Bingqing came out to move around.
Atao was still wiping the table, seemingly still feeling a bit aggrieved because of what happened that morning.
Xia Bingqing's eyes darted around, and an idea came to her. She walked over to Atao as if by chance, then feigned surprise and whispered, "Atao, it's so late and you're still not resting? Why are you still doing these things?"
Atao was wary of Xia Bingqing because Xia Bingqing had caught her and her boyfriend being intimate in Yi Yi's walk-in closet, but she was also extremely grateful to Xia Bingqing for not telling on her and instead giving her a very expensive foundation. Therefore, she made no attempt to hide anything from Xia Bingqing.
"Miss Xia, it's you. Sigh, we servants never get to rest so early; that's a privilege reserved for young mistresses."
"Don't say that, Atao. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. To say something that might offend some people, you are even more beautiful than Yi Yi."
"Really...really..."
Atao couldn't help but throw down the rag in her hand and stroke her face. It was smooth and full, and indeed, many people had said that she was beautiful.
"Of course it's true." Xia Bingqing held Atao's hand with apparent sincerity, but a glint of shrewdness flashed in her eyes. "You're so beautiful, it's a gift from God, but you don't know how to make good use of it. You don't dress yourself up and do these rough jobs all day long. I feel sorry for you."
After their conversation, Atao completely trusted Xia Bingqing and poured out her heart.
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