Just like Ning Yunyan, Lin Jin’er did not know her father’s decision.
She lay on her bed, listening to the quiet outside and continued to sob every once in a while. But no tears came out. She carefully lifted up one corner of the mosquito net.
This was her bedroom, decorated as it had always been, except there would be servant girls waiting on her.
After she woke up that day, she did not want to see her own servant. Not just Xianglan, who had went with her to Jinyun Hall, but also the servant girls who waited on her.
She definitely could not see them. She had met with such an accident; in order to protect her reputation, of course those servants had to take responsibility or be sold. Just like getting rid of shoddy and rotten things. They should be replaced with new people; then everything would start afresh.
She didn't care whether they lived or died. The only thing she cared was how her father would get mad on her behalf.
