Seeing Yu Qingxiu coming again, Pei Qian's expression darkened a bit. "What are you here for this time?"
"Cousin Qian…" Yu Qingxiu greeted her with a flushed face.
"I certainly don't have a cousin with the surname Yu." Pei Qian didn't give her any face, and made herself clear. While her elder sister was easy to speak to, they were trying to climb up their social ladder. She wasn't going to let it slide. Calling her cousin would mean she'd have to slave away for them.
Yu Qingxiu's face turned red with shame, and she looked at Pei Qian somewhat at a loss.
Pei Qian was still waiting to get busy and raised an eyebrow to ask her, "What do you want?"
Facing her attitude, Yu Qingxiu couldn't say it out loud. After hemming and hawing for a bit, she asked, "…Is the Scholar's Wife… is she here?"
