All sorts of trivial matters required her arrangement.
Buying salt, vegetables, preparing rice, spices, various other groceries—she had to arrange everything. She was extremely busy and had no time to dawdle here with Xiaoyue.
"I, I…" Xiaoyue pursed her lips.
The foolish girl glanced at her and said sternly, "Remember, do not casually inquire about the matters of the restaurant or the young lady's affairs. Don't forget, if it weren't for the young lady, you would have long been suffocated to death in the cellar. If you dare repay kindness with ingratitude, even if the young lady doesn't deal with you, I will not let you off easily!"
Having said that, the foolish girl strode away.
"..."
Xiaoyue stood there, her eyes slowly filling with hatred and darkness.
Finally, she let out a cold snort and turned to leave.
Yin Suwen emerged from around the corner, her eyelids fluttering slightly, yet she said nothing and turned to busy herself with her own matters.
