Zhu Yue furrowed her brows, this child, even refusing to call his sister.
As they climbed onto the carriage, her maid, with a discerning look at Zhu Yue's face, said, "The Second Young Master of the Li Family was also someone we watched grow, but who would have thought that he harbored such feelings. We didn't notice anything before."
She had been given as Zhu Yue's dowry, having shared hardships together in the Li Family, their bond was particularly special, hence her talk was much more casual.
Zhu Yue remained silent.
Seeing Zhu Yue didn't seem to object, the maid continued with a furrowed brow, "Now that I think about it, there were indeed hints. Every time you went back to the Marquis Residence to stay during Chinese New Year, you always bumped into him as he came to pay his respects to the Marquis and to hang out with the Third Young Master. It seems..."
"Enough, why bring this up? Such things are impossible in this lifetime!" Zhu Yue cut her off.
