Chapter 10: Provoking him in person?

In the following days, Hua Rong worked from morning to night and did not even have a chance to see Jiang Yunzhuo.

Huarong was mopping the floor that day when Cai Die came over and took out a persimmon as if it were a treasure.

"This is what Zhuangzi sent last morning. It's very sweet. Sister Huarong, please try it."

Hua Rong didn't blame her, she still felt sorry, and she had been carefully making up for it these days.

Hua Rong licked her lips and said coldly: "There is still a lot of work waiting for me to do. You can eat it yourself."

"I've already eaten one."

After saying this, Cai Die peeled off the persimmon skin and fed it to Huarong's mouth.

The persimmons are ripe, big and red, and their sweet aroma penetrates the tip of the nose, making people salivate.

Huarong was a little shaken, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a sharp sound pierced her eardrums.

"You little bitch, you dare to steal things. You are getting more and more courageous."

The peeled persimmon was knocked to the ground by Mrs. Liu, and she stepped on it several times. The red juice splashed on the floor tiles that Huarong had just wiped.

Mrs. Liu still felt that it was not enough, so she raised her foot to kick Cai Die. Huarong came to her senses and pushed Mrs. Liu away.

"You dare to push me?"

Mrs. Liu stared at Huarong, as if she wanted to eat her alive.

After Mrs. Zhongyongbo gave birth to Jiang Yunzhuo, her milk supply was not enough, so she found two nannies for Jiang Yunzhuo. Mrs. Liu was one of them. Over the years, she had always regarded herself as Jiang Yunzhuo's elder. She had stolen so much property with the wind. It was all her help to cover him up without being discovered.

Huarong's treatment of Sui Feng meant that her financial path was cut off.

Before, Mrs. Liu was worried that Hua Rong would follow her lead and find her, and she was in constant panic. However, in the past few days, it was certain that Hua Rong had fallen out of favor, and Mrs. Liu became arrogant again and deliberately retaliated.

"The persimmons are growing well in Zhuangzi this year. They are sent in large quantities. The servants in each courtyard should have a share. Why steal?"

When Hua Rong was with the old lady, most of the chores in the house had to go through her hands. Now that she is in Zhixingyuan, she is still taking care of many things, including small things like dividing persimmons.

Hua looks a lot more haggard after working these past few days, but her demeanor is still calm and unhurried.

What Mrs. Liu couldn't stand the most was Hua Rong's appearance. She yelled: "Bitch, you made a big mistake of bullying the master. The young master left you in Zhixingyuan to atone for your sins. What qualifications do you have to talk back to me? "

"Mommy, the slave took the things. It's none of Sister Huarong's business. If you want to punish me, just punish the slave."

Caidi hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy. She had already harmed Huarong once and could not do it a second time.

"You little bitch, you don't have eyes. The young master wants to vent his anger on her, but you secretly give her something. The disobedient young master will sell you to a brothel, believe it or not."

Mrs. Liu said that she was about to hit the colorful butterfly. Hua Rong grabbed Mrs. Liu and said softly: "I asked her for it."

"What did you say?"

Mrs. Liu raised her voice, and other servants in the courtyard were attracted. Huarong repeated it again: "I asked Cai Die for the persimmons."

Hua Rong took the blame in front of everyone. Mrs. Liu's eyes flashed with satisfaction. She shook off Hua Rong and slapped her backhand.

"You bitch, you've been like this and you still don't regret it. You'll feel better when the young master comes back!"

Mrs. Liu asked people to take Huarong to the yard and kneel down.

In the evening, Jiang Yunzhuo walked into the courtyard in the gloomy twilight.

He smelled of alcohol, and he didn't notice the beauty at first. As he got closer, he saw someone kneeling on the ground.

He lifted Huarong's chin, forced her head up, and traced her eyebrows inch by inch.

After a while, he pressed Hua Rong's forehead and said infatuatedly: "Good sister, tell me you miss me."