Qian's mother's displeased gaze cut on Wen Ying's body like a knife, causing her to feel dazed for a moment, as if the fault was really hers.
"Mom Qian, I don't-"
"Mom Qian, don't listen to her excuses."
Before Wen Ying could say anything, she was interrupted by Wen Lian: "Wen Ying didn't know what kind of convulsion she had today. She has been feeling weird all day. She just said she had a stomachache. I came here to care about her, but... I never thought she had a stomachache, but she obviously went to my room to steal my pastries while I was away. I told her, but she wasn't happy, and you see, she threw them directly on the ground."
Following her words, Qian's mother glanced around and saw the mess in this place. It was a pity that pastries in this store were always difficult to buy.
"Mama Qian, this cake is mine."
Wen Ying was so anxious that she opened her mouth to explain, but Wen Lian was a master of words, and acted aggressively as if he was a real sufferer: "Why is it yours? That's all you have in terms of monthly profit, and you still have to give some to your parents. Are you willing to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
She turned around and held Qian's mother's arm: "My father brought this pastry to me when he went out to buy it, but he asked her to eat it. Wen Ying is also serious. If you are really greedy, just ask me for it directly." , how could you possibly steal it directly?"
Wenying's chest heaved with anger, and only two words came to her mind - it's over.
Wen Lian's mother is in charge of the kitchen, and her father is in charge of the shopping. They are both rich and poor. On weekdays, the food and clothing expenses are the best among the maids. What do I have? Her father originally served the master, but later became lame in an accident and was driven to work in the village. Her mother was——
She held the cake in her hand tightly, and the only thing she could do to resist was to stubbornly say three words: "It's mine."
She almost had the urge to move the second young master out, but she couldn't do this.
It's okay if the second young master takes the initiative to ask for her. If she takes the initiative to mention the second young master, this will violate a lady's taboo.
Mother Qian's eyes circled around the two of them: "I am not a great master of Qingtian, nor am I helping you two solve the case. I am always waiting for you two. If I steal or not steal anything, wouldn't it be an embarrassment to my wife if it is spread out? ?”
Then, her eyes fell on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Wen Ying's hand: "Wen Ying, give it to her."
Qian’s mother didn’t say she stole it, but she still regarded it as Wen Lian’s.
She and Wen Lian both grew up next to Qian's mother, so how could they not know their character?
Wen Ying was a rare stubborn person, so she only had other things on the side, but this pastry was brought back to her by the second young master himself.
How would the second young master treat her if he knew that she couldn't even protect a pastry?
She gritted her teeth and felt her throat was fishy and sweet. Even if she couldn't protect her, she still didn't think Wen Lian could get it!
Wenying took a few desperate steps forward and threw the cake into the stove.
Although there were not many pastries, the fire was still shaken by the smash. Wen Ying tried her best to endure it, but she felt her heart throbbing.
"Wenying, what are you doing!"
Wen Lian didn't expect her to be like this. He glared and was about to hit her, but Qian's mother stopped her: "Okay, it's just a pastry. Madam usually rewards you less, so why care about this."
She glanced at Wen Ying and cleared her throat: "Madam has prepared some clothes and fabrics for the two young masters. You can send them over to the young masters. You can go out for a walk to calm down."
Speaking of the two young masters, Wen Ying raised her head and looked over.
Sending things to the eldest young master is not a good job. The eldest young master and his wife don't deal with each other, and everything they send is met with cruel attacks. The errand boy will be scolded at least, but the wife always shows off her magnanimity. , In the past, whatever I gave to the second young master, I had to bring a copy to the first young master.
Wen Lian raised his eyebrows provocatively at her, then leaned towards Qian's mother: "I'll go right away."
Good errands depend on grabbing. Even though Wen Ying was still feeling aggrieved about the cakes, she still wanted to follow him quickly and seize the opportunity to deliver something to the second young master.
But as soon as she reached the door, she was stopped by Qian's mother: "What's the rush? It's still wet. It wouldn't be good if you get sick. Just change your clothes and go."
Qian's mother probably knew that she had just been biased, so now she slapped Tianzao and persuaded her in a soft voice: "Wen Lian has a strong temper, why do you have to argue with her, it's just a pastry, I'll give it to you later." Just something good.”
Qian's mother had already said this, and Wen Ying knew that she had to eat this sweet date even if she didn't want to eat it, otherwise she would be ignorant and make Qian's mother unhappy.
She lowered her head, swallowed all her grievances, and hid behind her to change her clothes.
When she came out again, she looked at Qian's mother and could only forcefully raise a smile and walk past her.
She arrived at the warehouse in a few steps. As expected, Wen Lian had already gone out with the things for the second young master. When the tray containing the eldest young master's clothes was placed in Wen Ying's hand, the eldest young master's cold eyes instantly penetrated her mind. .
After she left, the servant clicked his tongue twice, and the voice reached her ears: "The eldest son looked bad when he left. I don't know what will happen when Wen Ying leaves."
Wen Ying's face turned pale, and her hands holding the tray tightened unconsciously.
