"Hehe, Third Madam is a kind person!"
Chai Tieniu, who was driving the carriage, heard this and laughed in response. Longyue's expression darkened. Fortunately, this person had made a sound, or she would have almost forgotten about him.
She quickly lowered her voice and muttered, "Wang, I want to treat you guys better."
Madam Wang was shrewd. She immediately realized that some words should not be heard by others. She also lowered her voice. "That's good. Why?"
"Look, Xiangxiang is learning embroidery from me. What about your Baichuan? We can't let him stay idle, right? What future will he have?"
Baichuan was the son of Madam Wang. He was the same age as Li Xiangxiang. At this age, he seemed to be squandering his life idling at home or having fun all day long.
