She frowned slightly. Though the housekeeper had not revealed what Zhuxun had said to them, Madame Min started to realize that something bad was happening. She started to get anxious. She had her hands tightly clenched around the teacup, her knuckles pale. She felt slightly messy inside her head, not realizing that the teacup was getting heated.
Zhuxun did not like hanging out with the Min Mansion, and she was barely seen, but on some special occasions, Zhuxun came personally rather than passing on the message through her servants.
That was something Madame Min was very aware of.
Zhuxun had a very special background, but she had rules and manners, especially when she was faced with Madame Min.
That was why Madame Min never suspected Zhuxun, and never watched over her even though she was not at the Min Mansion.
Even the day before, Madame Min was still totally confident that Zhuxun cared about the Min Family.
