Steward Zhou shook his head, the Young Master's attitude towards different women varied too much; when Miss Tong was around, he wouldn't leave her side, even holding her while having meals.
Rong Qin waited downstairs for more than three hours, she didn't dare to sit, but was bored standing, so she spoke to Steward Zhou who was tending to the plants nearby, "Hey, I ask you, how many women has Nanjue had before?"
Steward Zhou didn't look up.
"Hey! Old man, I'm calling you!"
Rong Qin shouted again, but Steward Zhou still ignored her, so she stood up, pulled out a few hundred-yuan bills from her bag and walked over, throwing them directly on the ground, "Take them, answer a few questions for me."
Steward Zhou rolled his eyes; what a joke, would he lack money?
He continued to focus on trimming the leaves, Rong Qin, seeing his indifference, reached out and pushed him, "I'm asking you a question, are you deaf?"
Steward Zhou still ignored her.
