"Madam, the Master has sent a message over and is waiting for you outside; our Master is really considerate," Su Wenyue was almost ready to leave when she heard the servant girl beside her whisper in her ear with a giggle.
Su Wenyue's mouth curled into a smile, "You little girl, stop with your nonsense."
When Su Wenyue left, she was almost at the same time as Ye Yiyi. Su Wenyue clearly saw that just now, a little girl had whispered a few words into Ye Yiyi's ear. It seemed that Lord Shangguan was also a doting husband. Ye Yiyi's temperament gave a glimpse into this—although it could be said to have been nurtured from childhood, the carefree air and ease she carried could not be imitated. If it had been any other man, there might have been a possibility of flattering Ye Yiyi for power, but with Shangguan Wuyou's background, there was utterly no need for him to humble himself.
