It was as if they had practiced light-footed martial arts. The maids were both terrified of the dreadful mouse and frightened that they couldn't catch it. On occasion, when it scurried across the tops of their shoes, they turned deathly pale, their chests heaving with panting breaths.
They didn't dare to scream, afraid that making too much noise would bring people from the Front Yard. After all, men were not supposed to come here, and if other Young Misses found out, they might create rumors. Qin Yu was like a white jade beauty; how could they let others gossip about her? So they tried to keep the noise down as much as possible, but failing to catch the mouse was of no use either.
"The Young Miss already knows about it. She's terrified of mice and she's inside, with the door tightly locked. How can she come out if we don't catch the mouse? Mothers, please help quickly."
The F4 Mother group knew it was their turn to step in.
