Xiao Lin left behind a square box where he slept. She opened the lid, and inside was the latest skincare product. Xia Xue smiled fondly; this dull fellow wasn’t completely clueless as Hua Qingyi described.
"This is a newly developed skincare product by the Wang Family. I think there’s sothing suspicious about it. You studied molecular chemistry; help check if there are any prohibited ingredients!"
Looking at the strong handwriting, Xia Xue felt an impulse to tear apart the dull person, and her small sentint blew away with the notes.
After tidying up, Xia Xue carried the box and walked out of the room.
"Good morning, Miss,"
"Mm, I’m going out for a bit." Xia Xue walked past the servant straight down the stairs.
"The master instructed that the two sons-in-law are coming today." The servant paid attention to Xia Xue’s expression: "The master instructed, unless there’s sothing important, don’t go out."
"Are you using the master to pressure ?" Xia Xue, having walked halfway, returned to the servant’s side. Even a re servant could speak to her in this way—truly a failure!
"I wouldn’t dare, it’s just that the sons-in-law rarely co..."
"Who cos has nothing to do with . You just do your job; my affairs aren’t for you to ddle in." Emulating Xiao Lin’s tone, Xia Xue stared directly into the servant’s eyes, naturally exuding an intimidation that forced the servant back a few steps, bowing their head.
This person is soone close to the aunt, Xia Xue sneered: "This is the main courtyard; stay away if you have nothing to do."
"This..."
"Is there a problem?" Xia Xue lowered her voice: "Is it possible there’s nothing for you to do with the aunt? Then the Xia Family doesn’t need to keep useless people."
"I understand, Miss." The servant hurriedly walked away, from the inner room to the exit, at the corner she secretly glanced back, eyes filled with contemptuous malice.
Xia Xue stared blankly at the empty corridor; maybe the explosiveness today was due to poor sleep? She rubbed her head, realizing the aunt would definitely speak ill of her in front of the master later. Her father’s continuous urging for her patience had just now been completely forgotten. Ah, when will this patience ever have an end? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to recomnd votes, monthly votes at Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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