Old Madam Zhao listened to Huang Ying's words and sneered repeatedly, "It's my fault for always being too indulgent with them."
Huang Ying hung her head low.
It was her duty to report what she heard to her mistress.
But that didn't mean she could speak badly of the Second and Third Madams.
While she could rant privately, she must never speak it aloud.
"Just now, the Second Madam said she let a servant settle Dahe casually." Old Madam Zhao remarked.
"I found the person in the duty room of the gatehouse servant, and there was only a cup of plain water in front of the young master." Huang Ying said.
"Alright, alright. Let's not even mention that Dahe is not a servant. Even if he were, he was brought by a guest, and as hosts, we should entertain him properly. Sending him off casually—doesn't that slap our guest's face? This is making enemies for our Zhao Mansion!" Old Madam Zhao snorted coldly.
The two brainless ones actually thought she intended for Ruyi to enter the house.
