The young man in front of the Dali desk looked displeased, staring silently in the direction where the delicate girl had left.
Seeing her chance, she smiled and spoke: "Isn't the Third Young Miss being unreasonable? In this cold weather, she insisted on making Young Master Chen accompany her in a snowball fight, it's freezing. She might have found the wrong person for this. Young Master Chen, please don't blame the Third Young Miss, she's still young and naive, and sometimes a bit spoiled."
Men, when frustrated by other women, would always try to save face somehow.
Qiu Wan had not forgotten that her true masters were the Ye Family, but when faced with such a charming man, she decided to take a risky chance.
Unfortunately, her gamble was misplaced.
Shen Chen did not appreciate her sentiment. He glanced at the smiling maid and said in a cold voice: "Gossiping about your master is a grave disrespect, punish yourself with twenty slaps to the mouth."
