"Jing, where did you find this little maid?"
Xue Jing adjusted his disheveled clothes and made up a story:
"She's an orphan I rescued from traffickers in the Inner Ring area. She had nowhere to go, not even an ID card. Seeing how efficiently she did housework, I let her stay with me as a maid."
Xue Wan tilted her head and said, "So that's the story. Such a pitiful child... but you're so corrupt, kind of like a feudal landlord. Normally, taking in an orphan would mean treating them like a foster sister or something."
Xue Jing waved his hand and said, "Having one sister is already troublesome enough, I can't even imagine having another one."
Xue Wan retorted, "How am I troublesome? You have no idea how many people envy you for having a beautiful sister who loves and dotes on you."
...
On the dining table, seven or eight fragrant dishes filled the table completely. Xue Jing patted the little maid's head and wiped a bit of sweat from her forehead with a tissue, saying gently:
