Chapter 227 Isn’t the little white rabbit best at complaining?
Su Wanniang turned and looked at Yang Zhaozhao again.
Yang Zhaozhao stood up and saluted, "Madam, I have never hosted a banquet before, I don't know anything about it!"
Yang Zhaozhao knew clearly that Chu Ruohan and Aunt Zhao didn't care anymore, so she didn't want to get involved in this mess!
Su Wanniang's smile froze on her face for a moment, and a hint of barely perceptible anger flashed in her eyes, but she quickly returned to her gentle expression.
She picked up the teacup and took a sip, trying to hide her displeasure at the moment.
The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward for a moment. Everyone could feel Su Wanniang's emotional changes, but they all chose to remain silent tacitly.
"Alright, I'm a worrier," Su Wanniang put down her teacup, "Since you're all shirking your responsibilities, I'll personally take care of the banquet preparations."
"It's just that I have a lot of things to worry about in this mansion, and it's impossible for me to take care of everything."
Her eyes swept over everyone in turn, lingering on Chu Ruohan's face for a moment. "Ruohan, even though you're not feeling well, you still have to help out with some chores during the preparation period. Don't just ignore them completely."
"And Aunt Zhao, no matter how busy the pastry shop is, she should come and give me some advice from time to time."
Su Wanniang paused, "As for Zhao Zhao, since you don't know how to do anything, then just stay in the yard and don't come out to cause trouble."
Yang Zhaozhao was choked and speechless, her eyes misty, she looked pitiful. If Marquis Anyang were here, he would be heartbroken.
But this room is full of women...
Everyone excused themselves and left. Nanny Sun, who was beside Su Wanniang, leaned in and whispered, "Madam, Concubine Yang is trying to find ways to seduce the Marquis in the study every day."
Su Wanniang frowned. She felt disgusted when she thought that the old man had touched other women and then came back to lie on the same bed with her.
On the other side, Yang Zhaozhao returned to his yard angrily, and as soon as he entered the house, he swept everything on the table to the ground.
"Isn't she just the mistress of the house? What's so great about that?"
Cuizhu quickly said, "Auntie, please keep your voice down. The walls have ears."
Yang Zhaozhao's chest heaved as he gradually calmed down. He couldn't just let this go. He had to find a way to turn the tables.
Yang Zhaozhao wiped away her tears, dressed up carefully, and walked towards the study of Marquis Anyang.
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Marquis Anyang has been living a very lively life these days because of the seduction of this little goblin.
As soon as he saw her, he pulled her into his arms.
Yang Zhaozhao's voice was soft and sticky: "My Lord, do I look good?"
Marquis Anyang kissed her neck, "Zhao Zhao, it is naturally very beautiful."
Yang Zhaozhao put her arms around his neck, her voice filled with tears: "My Lord, you are the only one who treats Zhaozhao well."
Marquis Anyang raised his head and looked at her wrinkled little face, her eyes filled with tears.
The pity in his heart grew stronger, and he asked gently, "My dear Zhao Zhao, what happened? Who made you sad? Tell me quickly."
"My Lord, will you make the decision for Zhao Zhao?"
Yang Zhaozhao blinked, tears welling up in her eyes, threatening to fall at any moment.
Marquis Anyang caressed her cheek tenderly with his fingertips and said solemnly, "My dear, just tell me. No matter who bullies you, I will never let them off lightly."
Yang Zhaozhao sniffed and spoke aggrievedly, "Madam called everyone together today and said she wanted to prepare a celebration banquet for the Third Young Master. She asked everyone to come up with ideas."
"I thought I'd never hosted a banquet before and was afraid something might go wrong, so I said I wouldn't get involved. But when the lady heard that, her face changed immediately. She scolded me for not knowing how to do anything and being only fit to stay in the courtyard."
"And she didn't allow me to say anything. Her tone was as if I had committed a terrible mistake, leaving me with no face at all in front of the Young Madam and Sister Zhao."
Marquis Anyang's brows were tightly knitted into the shape of a "川" character. "My lady, your words were inappropriate and have caused you harm."
Inappropriate wording? Just with this one sentence, he wanted to get rid of her. Yang Zhaozhao was almost furious.
But she still maintained a pitiful look on her face, and sobbed again: "My Lord, it was Zhao Zhao who was wrong. Zhao Zhao didn't want to cause you any trouble."
Yang Zhaozhao's words almost made Marquis Anyang heartbroken.
Look at this well-behaved little white rabbit. Even after suffering such a great injustice, he didn't throw a tantrum or cry and ask him to seek justice immediately.
Instead, she acted as if she was thinking about him in every way, being cautious and careful, afraid of causing him even the slightest trouble.
How could he not feel extremely distressed when such a sensible and considerate heart was shown to him?
Marquis Anyang's arms powerfully passed through her knees and back, holding her up firmly. "My dear Zhao Zhao, why do you make me so distressed?"
He then let Yang Zhaozhao's legs wrap around his waist, holding her firmly.
"After all, she is my wife, the legitimate daughter of the Su family. She is your age, so she may have acted inappropriately. I have to give her some face."
As he spoke, he gently stroked Yang Zhaozhao's back, trying to soothe her emotions. After a pause, his tone suddenly turned cold, "But if she doesn't know how to restrain herself and keeps making things difficult for you, I will not ignore it."
"Zhao Zhao, just stay here and relax. I'm here, and I have the final say in this mansion."
"Master, Zhao Zhao's heart is with you. I only hope to live a peaceful life by your side."
"I'll have a good talk with her later and give her a warning."
Marquis Anyang's hand had already reached into his clothes. At this moment, he only wanted to fool Yang Zhaozhao and eat the little white rabbit first.
Marquis Anyang carried her to the desk. Yang Zhaozhao's cheeks instantly flushed, and she said coquettishly, "My Lord, you always bully me."
She twisted her body slightly, pretending to be shy and burying her head in Anyang Hou's arms, but she was secretly proud in her heart, knowing that she had successfully controlled the man in front of her.
Marquis Anyang's breathing became more and more rapid. He whispered sweet words in Yang Zhaozhao's ear, eager to get closer to her.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"who?"
"My lord, the lady wants to see you about something. Please finish your work and then come over." Nanny Sun's voice came in.
Marquis Anyang's movements suddenly stopped, and a trace of regret and displeasure flashed across his face.
He cursed under his breath, stopped what he was doing reluctantly, and put Yang Zhaozhao down.
Yang Zhaozhao was also annoyed. Why did he come at this time instead of earlier? It was obviously intentional.
But she quickly regained her obedient appearance and said softly, "My Lord, please go quickly. Don't keep my wife waiting for too long."
As she spoke, she also considerately helped Anyang Hou straighten his messy collar, her eyes full of tenderness and obedience.
Marquis Anyang looked at Yang Zhaozhao's sensible appearance and felt a surge of pity in his heart. He reached out and gently touched her head.
"Zhao Zhao, be good..."
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