Chapter 1842 - 1844: No Temper
Then she heard Jingjing speak up, "Sister-in-law, how can you have such a careless little maid in your room? Someone like this is dangerous to keep around, you should just drive her out."
Hearing this, Zi Lan panicked and hurriedly kowtowed to plead, "Young Madam, I’ll definitely be more careful in the future, please don’t drive me away."
"You’re this sloppy and almost harmed the child, and you still dream of staying here?" Jingjing said arrogantly and domineeringly, determined to drive Zi Lan out, completely dumping all the responsibility on Zi Lan, not feeling at all that it was from her own hands that the child had been thrown out.
"Sister-in-law, a maid like this has to be sent away."
Right now Xiaotian’s heart was still hanging, still terrified by what had just happened. If anything had happened to Little Yueyue, she wouldn’t be able to go on living. But Zi Lan had followed her for so long and had never made a mistake, always conscientious and devoted. And she herself had been a servant, she knew how hard a servant’s life was. This matter wasn’t entirely Zi Lan’s fault. So she spoke, "Zi Lan, get up. We’ll let it go this time; there must not be a next time. Take the child away and watch her carefully."
Zi Lan hurriedly kowtowed in thanks, "Thank you, Young Madam, thank you, Young Madam. Young Madam, rest assured, I’ll definitely watch the young miss properly, and I absolutely won’t make another mistake."
Zi Lan stood up and quickly took the child. Before she left, a look of disgust toward Jingjing flashed in her eyes, but the other was a guest, so she couldn’t say anything. She could only swallow this dumb loss.
Jingjing was very surprised by how Xiaotian handled things. "Sister-in-law, you..."
She hadn’t expected her to have such a mild temper. That was her own flesh and blood—just now the child had almost fallen to her death, and yet she still felt so at ease handing the child back to that little maid.
"She didn’t crash into us on purpose either. Jingjing, let’s go out."
Hearing this, Jingjing said nothing more and followed Xiaotian into the living room.
Thinking that Guo Feng had married such a mediocre, spineless woman, a hint of hatred flashed in Jingjing’s eyes.
Since that was the case, she could push things even further. Who told her to occupy Guo Feng? If she didn’t bully her, who else was she supposed to bully?
Guo Feng clearly belonged to her. All these years, he’d never taken a wife; she’d thought Guo Feng was waiting for her. But who would have thought he’d end up marrying someone else.
Once they reached the living room, Jingjing, feeling right at home, began chatting idly.
"Sister-in-law, what bad timing. When I came, I thought I’d get to see Brother Feng, but I didn’t expect him to be away from home."
Xiaotian sat there, always gentle and composed, without any big movements. She merely nodded slightly. "Mm, he had something to do in Beijing. It’ll be a few days before he’s back. It really is unfortunate."
"That truly is a pity. I haven’t seen him in so long. Ever since he took a wife, we haven’t been in touch as much. Sister-in-law, you don’t know, these past few years we were together all the time. Both our families’ elders thought the two of us would end up together in the end. Who’d have thought later on..."
As Jingjing spoke, she put on a look of feigned surprise, as if she’d accidentally let something slip. "Oh dear, Sister-in-law, look at me, how could I bring this up? You don’t mind, do you?"
"Not at all, not at all, go on."
Xiaotian sat there, smiling pleasantly the whole time. She could see clearly that this girl named Jingjing had feelings for Guo Feng; every word she said carried a challenge toward her. But as for that, she didn’t care. She just needed to complete the task her mother-in-law had given her: entertain her properly and then send her away.
As for anything else, she just wouldn’t let her get near Little Yueyue again. She wasn’t stupid about what had just happened!