"You didn't find out anything?"
Ya Jinghong placed a bowl of rice in front of Ban Yilu and asked indifferently.
"What could I have possibly asked?"
Ban Yilu rolled her eyes, biting her lip.
"Those two women's mouths are sealed tight. They wouldn't say anything useful to me, and they kept ordering me around, treating me like I was their servant!"
She had worked a full day at Sui Zimo's house, nearly exhausting herself to death. In all the years she was at Ya Jinghong's house, she never had to do that much work!
"It seems they are on guard against you as well." Ya Jinghong sat down opposite to her and began to eat.
"What do you mean by that?"
Ban Yilu didn't understand the implications of his words, but she thought Ya Jinghong was looking down on her.
"Those two clods, guarding against me? Do you really think you're the only capable one? Ya Jinghong, why don't you try to find out something for a change?!"
"Enough," he said.
Ya Jinghong glanced at her with disdain.
