Crown Prince Mo heaved a sigh of relief as he strode over.
He was scared that Qiaoqiao would misunderstand, yet who knew that the little fellow believed him. This made him extremely happy.
"You've made arrangements for those people already?" Qiao Mu glanced at Crown Prince Mo and asked with a harrumph.
"Mhm, I told the steward to do the rest. They can just sweep the floor and do other chores in the future. There's no problem now, right?"
Qiao Mu was extremely pleased.
Yang Xirong's tense expression finally relaxed. "You really did send them to do chores?"
Mo Lian nodded, and he looked at Yang Xirong in earnest. "Don't worry, Second Aunt-Master. They can only do menial chores. I fear that they can't handle anything more complicated."
Yang Xirong was unable to respond to that.
