"You still dare to deny it!? If it weren't for you, this would never have broken! It was your fault, you lowly maid, and you even have the nerve to blame the guests!?" Fang Hui was also terribly frightened inside but could only desperately pin all the blame on the servant girl. After all, she was just a servant, their own property; they could beat, scold, or sell her as they wished.
Feng Shouxing's head buzzed, "... How much does this cost!?"
"What does the cost matter! No matter the cost, it's all on that lowly maid! If she hadn't scared people, it would never have broken!" At this point, Fang Hui could only firmly place the blame on Yuan Hongxia.
Hong Xia had never seen anything like this before; she was so upset her eyes turned blood-red, anxiously waiting for Pei Qin and Pei Qian to hurry back.
The person who had gone to call Pei Qin and Pei Qian had already delivered the news that Hong Xia had been beaten, and that their aunt had arrived.
