"Slap yourself in the face! How dare you speak ill of Sang Wan's brother!" Gu Fangzi glared at Lan Xiang, who hurriedly smiled and admitted her mistake.
The old servant didn't dare to make a sound and forced a laugh, trying to play it off with silly grunts.
"Ah, why aren't you leaving yet! Are you waiting for our young mistress to invite you for tea?" Lan Xiang saw the old servant still standing there and scolded her again.
The old servant secretly despised them but maintained a respectful face, smiling and saying: "This old servant hasn't yet sought Miss Sang's counsel!"
Gu Fangzi then glared at her impatiently, "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what Lan Xiang said? Get going, I'm busy! I don't have the time to deal with your messy matters!"
