Jiang Yichun had exceptional hearing, so how could he not hear the little maid's words? He felt that the little maid was quite right, he had indeed been too devoted to Bai Ruozhu. Instantly, the chill that often surrounded him seemed to lessen somewhat.
Bai Ruozhu, in the main house, couldn't help but cry and laugh at the same time; that little maid was too quick-witted. However, she didn't blame those embroiderers for being infatuated. In fact, she felt somewhat proud inside. Her man was indeed handsome, and even she herself had been stunned the first time she laid eyes on Jiang Yichun, feeling like he was a fairy who had stepped right out of a painting, though that was before his caustic nature became apparent.
Jiang Yichun entered the room and took over Dengdeng, asking with some surprise, "What's going on today? Why are there so many people in the yard?"
