It wasn't long after Lianhua was thrown out of the kitchen when Huang arrived with several servant women and spoke to Qu Fulan.
"If Lianhua made a mistake, Miss, you can simply guide her. Why chase her out of the kitchen? I may be overstepping here, but doesn't everyone in the restaurant know that the princely heir only likes eating what Lianhua makes? If you don't let her into the kitchen now, delaying the princely heir's meal, who would be able to bear the blame?"
Qu Fulan replied, "I can bear the blame. You can rest assured."
Huang was momentarily speechless, then added, "Why make things difficult? We're all here to serve the princely heir, trying to be helpful to him. Unlike you, we don't have the chance to attend to the princely heir daily; we can only try our best when he's here. Why make it complicated for us? Are you afraid we might take away your credit?"
Qu Fulan was busy calculating other matters in her mind, not having the time to waste on arguments with this woman.
