In the eyes of many noblewomen at this time, maids were merely objects. Unless they were personal maids trained up close, their deaths would not tug at their heartstrings. Hence, when Wang Miaoshuang spoke in such a manner, many agreed with her, thinking that Bai Ruozhu was not distinguishing between what was important and unimportant, going as far as to save a mere maid.
Standing at the side, Meng Jinse slightly furrowed her brows. She felt that her mother was becoming more and more unreasonable. At this point in time, she was still harping on her minor grudges with Bai Ruozhu. Moreover, Bai Ruozhu hadn't wronged her mother in any way. The previous accusation of seducing her father was merely a misunderstanding. Couldn't her mother look at the bigger picture?
Meng Jinse sighed. She wondered whether it was because her mother's stay in Beiyu City had narrowed her vision, or because no one here was restraining her, causing her mother to stop taking any matter seriously.
