Hearing Madam Jing suddenly bring up the matter of the stall, Hua Xiaomai couldn't help but pause with the knife in her hand.
She didn't want to be oversensitive, but what was Madam Jing really getting at? Was she indirectly complaining that they were becoming increasingly well-off but still unwilling to give more money to the old house? Such matters shouldn't even involve her, an "outsider," right?
After thinking for a moment, she just smiled and gave a noncommittal "hmm.
Was Madam Jing about to fly into a rage now?
Hua Xiaomai squinted slightly, her muscles tensed as she calculated. If Madam Jing were to lash out, she would run away immediately without confronting her head-on.
However, Madam Jing appeared very calm, looking down at the bamboo shoot slices as thin as hair on the cutting board with a disdainful curl of her lip, "I also heard that you're close to the Guan Family girl, Guan Rong. Do you often visit with each other?"
