"Stop talking nonsense! No one is allowed upstairs without the master's permission. Get out of here!"
Chu Wuyang stood on the stairs, coldly watching this scene, her eyes revealing a radiant arrogance.
The old lady? Jingmin's grandmother, who rarely sees anyone, used to be known as "the last socialite of Haicheng," but in reality, I've only met her a handful of times.
I recently stayed at a resort, and I guess I had a general understanding of how Aunt Lin got injured by the time I got back.
I'd heard before that she was famously protective of her three children, Lin Yuebai and her grandchildren. They failed to catch her last time, so this time they're probably deliberately trying to make things difficult for her.
Hmph! Jing Min was intent on protecting her; she was just looking for an opportunity to lash out.
She slightly raised her chin and slowly walked down the stairs, each step exuding a powerful aura.
When the old women saw Chu Wuyang come down, they were momentarily intimidated by her imposing presence and unconsciously shut their mouths.
Chu Wuyang walked to Aunt Rong's side, and Aunt Rong glanced at the group of people and said awkwardly:
"Girl, did I wake you up? The young master told me not to wake you this morning so you could sleep a little longer. I don't know what's wrong with these people?"
Chu Wuyang gently patted her shoulder to comfort her.
"fine!"
She glanced around at the other servants in the north building; they were all standing far away.
They all look like unfamiliar faces. Last time they said they had changed a batch.
It's normal not to know her; she probably doesn't know her position and doesn't want to get involved.
After all, the old lady is Mr. Jing's own grandmother, so naturally they dare not offend her.
She didn't seem to care, turning her gaze sharply to scan the group of hostile newcomers, her voice cold and clear.
"Who gave you the audacity to run wild in my territory?"
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