Gu Fei got up, measured out half a measure of millet, and took it to Ms. Qian. "Here, it's yours. From now on, Lian'er belongs to my family. Don't make a fuss."
Ms. Qian took a pouch, filled it with the millet, and handed the measuring cup back to Gu Fei. She chuckled awkwardly. "Of course not. It's not like I'm an unreasonable person."
As Gu Fei turned back with the measuring cup, Lian'er suddenly dropped to her knees before her. "Miss Xiao Fei, my life is yours from this day forward. I'll serve you in life and follow you in death—"
'She knew Gu Fei's family didn't actually need a maid. The only reason Gu Fei had spent that half measure of millet to buy her was out of pure kindness. She couldn't stand to see Ms. Qian abuse her and was saving her from a living hell.'
Mrs. Chen, who was nearby, began to laugh. "You silly girl, don't say such things. Now, get up."
Gu Fei pulled her up. "Just call me Little Fei. You haven't eaten, have you? Here, this is for you."
