"You're talking about the girl next door just now?" Seeing Chen Shimei nod, Wang Qiaoxin felt a wave of irritation. She had just observed Chen Shimei looking at that little maid with a strange expression, and now, hearing him talk about it, she was even more certain that there was something between them in the past.
The more she thought about it, the more Wang Qiaoxin felt disgruntled. Her temperament as the young lady of the house surged forth, and she didn't care what their past was; as long as it was hers, she would not allow anyone else to lay a finger on it.
"Lv Liu, go next door and get those two taels of silver back," Wang Qiaoxin's slender fingers moved on the table, "Two taels of silver is a small matter, but it's a serious issue for the master and madam to have suffered. You know what to do, right?"
Lv Liu had been with Wang Qiaoxin for many years and understood perfectly. She smiled, responded immediately, and set out, swaying her hips as she left.
