"Shut up!" Tong Xihua slapped the teacup from Qiuping's hand and glared at her, "Useless thing! I sent you to serve the Second Young Master, yet he won't even touch you. Why should I keep you if you can't even do this?!"
Qiuping clasped her scalded hand, holding back tears. She also wished the Second Young Master would look at her, but when he entered the room and saw her there, he didn't even give her a chance to speak and turned to leave immediately. No matter how skilled she was, she couldn't possibly chase after him to make a fool of herself in front of the entire courtyard full of maids and servants!
She dared not speak, but Tong Xihua's anger hadn't subsided. She supported herself on the kang table and sat down with difficulty, "Now that the Marquis's coffin is still in the residence, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly. If they want to push me out, let's see if they have the ability!" When she births a child, she'll teach them a lesson!
