She was just a servant, without the right to lock them out— it would be considered neglectful. Hong Xia bit her lip, took out the keys, and opened the door, inviting them inside.
Fang Hui humphed discontentedly and entered the room with her head held high and grandeur in her step.
Hong Xia turned around and poured two cups of tea, "Mrs. Feng, Old Feng, please enjoy your tea. I'll go to the workshop and ask the lady and the third miss to come back."
Feng Shouxing quickly stepped forward, smiling awkwardly, "Then we'll trouble you to make a trip to the workshop. We'll just wait here."
Hong Xia curtseyed, "Then please wait a moment, both of you!"
As she left, she didn't actually head for the workshop but instead called over two young boys at the alley's entrance, asking them to run the errand, "...I can't go out to meet people looking like this now."
The two youngsters saw the palm print on her face, realizing she had been slapped, and quickly ran to the workshop to call someone.
