Ning Xia knelt on the grassland right before the courtyard gate, and after plucking a total of one hundred and eight blades of grass, she finally got her much-anticipated summons from the mistress of the Bo Family.
She stood up, patted her hands, and feigned ignorance as she asked, "Sister Wu, what does the madam want with me?"
Sister Wu scoffed, "Why ask so many questions? You'll know once you get there."
With that, she turned and walked away as if unwilling to give Ning Xia another glance.
Sheesh, does she think I have no idea if she doesn't say anything? Everything is going according to my plan, alright?
Lalalalala~
Ning Xia playfully made a face at Sister Wu's retreating back.
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Sister Wu led Ning Xia to the second-floor side hall, where the mistress of the Bo Family was already seated on the couch, her expression having returned to its usual calm and indifferent state, betraying no emotion.
Ning Xia surreptitiously sized up the mistress.
