Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âAlthough Rong Qi is a retard, she was quiet and well-behaved.â Grandpa Ye sighed in disappointment and asked Ye Nanshcn to follow him to the study while Rong Qi was led to another room by the servant.
âAccording to the usual practice, Master Shen will stay here for the night. This is your room. Familiarize yourself with it and donât touch the things inside. Otherwise, you wonât be able to pay for it if you break it!â said the servant. Her tone was filled with contempt and even a hint of anger.
Rong Qi could understand that the servant was feeling indignant on behalf of her noble master.
âBut isnât this room too far from the living room? Did they have to do it so obviously?â Rong Qi thought.
The servant looked at Rong Qi, who was walking in by herself and became even angrier. The servant said, âA retard is a retard. She doesnât even know how to say thank you. Our second young master is unlucky to have to marry her!â
The servant looked at Rong Qiâs outfit jealously, she was envious.
Rong Qi turned around, her eyes wide open with an innocent face. She said, âIt canât be helped. Who asked you not to be so lucky to marry your second young master? Also, you donât have to call me a retard. I donât even mind that heâs about to die. Why should he mind me? He and I are just the same.â
âYou!â The servant was furious at her words, but she could not find a retort. She could only glare at Rong Qi. âYou dare to curse our second young master? Iâll tear your mouth apart!â
Rong Qi was not afraid of the servantâs threat and said, âCome and get me then!â
When Rong Qi was in the living room, she noticed that the servantâs gaze was unusual. The servantâs eyes were fixed on Ye Nanshcn, and the servant would glare at Rong Qi from time to time. At that time, Rong Qi knew that the servant must have taken a fancy to Ye Nanshen.
Rong Qi could not help but groan. She thought, âHe was already in a wheelchair, but he could still attract women. He was really amazing.â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âY-Youâre too much!â said the servant. She rolled up her sleeves and looked at Rong Qiâs smug face, ready to attack her.
However, there was a sudden commotion outside the door at that moment.
âDanâer, Mrs. Fan is dying. The butler wants us to gather at the front yard quickly to see Mrs. Fan one last time and send her off!â
With that, the servant ran away without looking back.
Danâerâs face showed a hint of impatience as she muttered, âIsnât she just a servant? If she wanted to die, she should die as soon as possible. Why was there so much trouble?!â
Danâer grumbled as she rolled down her sleeves and walked out. She did not forget to turn around and glare at Rong Qi. Danâer said, âJust you wait. Iâll deal with you when I come back later!â
All the servants did not dare to disobey the butlerâs orders and all ran to the front yard to gather.
Rong Qi frowned when she heard that someone was dying. She pulled a servant who was running and asked, âWhatâs wrong with Mrs. Fan? Why is her illness so serious?â
Rong Qi was a doctor, and she could not help but ask about it when she heard that there was someone sick.
The servant had never seen Rong Qi before and glanced at her extraordinary clothes and thought that she was a guest who had just arrived at the old mansion. The servant hurriedly explained, âMrs. Fan climbed a ladder to hang a lantern last month and accidentally fell down. A rusty nail went into her thigh. I heard that it was stuck near the main artery. The doctor did not dare to remove it, so he could only let the nail rot in her flesh. Iâm afraid she canât take it anymore.â
The servantâs eyes reddened and continued, âPoor Mrs. Fan is only in her forties. She watched our second young master grow up. Iâm afraid he is also sad now! He had been running errands to find a doctor for Mrs. Fanâs matter recently. But the doctor said that thereâs no other way..â