The crowd who had come with their own agendas slunk out of the mansion with their tails between their legs.
They had walked quite a distance before someone finally spoke: "Who was that man?"
"No idea..."
Chuzheng herself hadn't been here long; she only knew that the maid who often followed her around was called Ying Xiang.
The rest were all household servants, with no real standing.
So how did a handsome man suddenly pop out of nowhere today...
"With looks like that, he has to be some young master from a big family."
"If I had a beauty like that by my side, I wouldn't even look at those misshapen melons and cracked dates."
"...Those 'misshapen melons and cracked dates' you're talking about are our juniors."
"..."
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Inside the mansion.
Shi Yi and the others had left. He glanced at the person beside him from the corner of his eye, then jerked his gaze away as if shocked by electricity. He reached out and pushed the bowl on the table toward her. "Drink this first."
