Zhao Dashu was furious when he heard this. He slammed his chopsticks on the table, his face livid. "What else did she say?"
He's been in a good mood these past few days, and he's cheerful every day. I wonder what Zhao Dashu's temper is like? How dare he plot against his daughter? He wants to die to help her!
The girl's face turned pale, and she knelt on the ground with a plop, "Master, spare me, I have no intention of provoking the relationship between the eldest lady and the young lady, absolutely not!
Miss, please stop talking nonsense. Please explain to the master and the young lady. When did I say anything like that?
I have been doing my best to serve you since I was young, playing with you and making fun of you. I have planned everything for you. Miss, don’t you agree? Don’t you agree?
Even if you are not satisfied with me and want to change someone, you can't wrong me, right?"
Zhao Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes. She usually didn't interfere much with the people around Lihua, but sometimes she did feel that there was a blurring of master and servant relationships. She thought her younger sister was a little playful, and she also felt that sometimes there was no need to be too harsh or strict with the people below her. Unexpectedly, this actually fostered the mentality of some people, who really thought they were a piece of cake.
The one in front of her was actually chosen by her personally. She and her father bought it in the county town together.
Zhao Dashu flipped over the tablecloth, and the bowls and plates shattered to the ground.
Lihua's eyes widened. She didn't expect that her maid would turn the tables and say that she had wronged her.
No, is she really that serious? Why doesn't she tell her family about what she wants or what she's unhappy about? Her parents and older sister all dote on her, okay?
She is blind, how much does she believe that they can't see?
"Sister, I'm not jealous of you, and I've never thought of stealing your money. She wronged me!" The little girl was very anxious when she was wronged.
"I know. Doesn't my elder sister know what kind of personality you have?"
The maid was so frightened that she was shaking all over, her face covered with tears and snot, and she kowtowed desperately, "Master, please judge, I really didn't provoke Miss, I really didn't. Miss is so young, her words can't be counted!"
Zhao Xiaoyu sneered, watching her teetering on the edge of death.
Lihua's face flushed with anger. She actually called her nonsense. Didn't she really want to? "Didn't you advise me yesterday not to find a country bumpkin? Instead of finding a useless one, it's better to find a promising one to be the mistress.
At home, I’m definitely not as good as my sister in every way.”
The maid slumped on the ground, her head lowered so that no one could see the anger in her eyes.
Lihua's other maid quickly knelt down, fearing she would be finished if she didn't show her loyalty. "Master and Madam, Cuizhu did say that. I reminded her that we shouldn't interfere in the master's affairs, but she didn't listen."
Zhao Xiaoyu sneered, "Since you knew this earlier, why didn't you come and report it earlier?"
"I...I...I thought..."
Zhao Dashu closed his eyes. It seemed that everyone around his little girl had problems. When did this happen? Why didn't he notice anything?
Song's face was gloomy. She picked up the teapot on the table and threw it at him. "You black-hearted bastard! How dare you interfere in my daughters' affairs?!"
"Bang!" The teapot exploded at the maid's feet, splashing hot water all over her. She screamed and shrank back.
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