Chapter 801: Young Master Farmer 801

“You’ve said it yourself, she’s just a maid,” he snorted. “Why would I deliberately target her? Is she worthy of that? I’m targeting you. You recklessly brought a woman home, but did you consider your wife’s feelings? Did you even ask if anyone in the family agreed to it!”

“I…” Xiao Yishan’s eyes filled with apology once more as he looked towards Su Qingyue’s serene expression, like still water. He had hoped to see a hint of jealousy on her face. From the moment Li Rong’er entered, his wife had not shown the slightest displeasure,

“My wife did not object either.”

Su Qingyue also snorted. “Second brother didn’t even bother to ask me, so how do you know I wouldn’t oppose it?”

He was at a loss for words for a moment. “I promised Rong’er that she could stay with the Xiao Family. I can’t just go back on my word.”

“This family is under the control of the second brother,” she said indifferently. “If second brother says to let her stay, then let her stay.”

Her head tilted slightly, as she glanced indifferently at the silent Xiao Qinghe.

Her heart held a touch of melancholy.

The man she chose was the fourth brother, and even he had given up on her.

Nowadays, with the second brother also bringing home a woman, logic dictated that she, Su Qingyue, should leave.

However, unlike the fourth brother, she wasn’t so quick to talk of giving up.

Besides, the fourth brother’s intentions were for her own good.

She waited quietly, waiting for the fourth brother to change his mind.

If he apologized, saying he would never give up on her again, she would forgive him.

Others might not have a second chance, but the fourth brother, this young man who suffered so much and was disabled at a young age, she was willing to give him another chance.

Whether it was out of sympathy or not, his chances were simply one more.

Xiao Qinghe felt a tremor in his heart when he met his wife’s gaze. Somehow, he just knew that she had stayed at the Xiao Family, free from the constraints of the deed of sale, for him.

“Second brother hasn’t had dinner yet, right?” Su Qingyue raised her head to look at the night sky, which by modern standards, would be around eight o’clock. “All the food in the kitchen is finished for the night, you should go make something for yourself.”

Xiao Yishan had brought Li Rong’er back, already feeling guilty and fearful that his wife would be angry. He hadn’t wanted to, but thinking of Li Rong’er almost being sold to the kiln, and remembering how she had helped him at the Fang Mansion, he couldn’t stand by and watch.

After rescuing her, on her tearful and fearful pleading, he had, as if possessed, agreed to bring her home.

In fact, the moment he agreed, he regretted it.

But as a big man, he had to keep his words and found it inappropriate to go back on them.

“Second young Master, let this servant make dinner instead,” Li Rong’er said, carrying her bundle and immediately heading towards the kitchen.

Xiao Yishan, hearing her address him as ‘second young Master’, felt a pang of guilt. She was such a vivacious woman and had helped him; it was hard on her. “The kitchen is not that way,” he pointed out the location of the kitchen. “It’s over there.”@@novelbin@@

“I’ll go right away…”

“You should go back to your room,” Xiao Yishan once again pointed to one of the side rooms in the front courtyard. “That room has a bed and a wardrobe; it’s empty, you can live in that room.”

Xiao Yuchuan frowned. “Second brother, servants should live in the backyard.”

“Third brother, you really think our house is some wealthy family!” Xiao Yishan said sternly. “Let me tell you the truth, Li Rong’er was the head maid in the Fang Mansion, not just any servant. The room she lived in there was better than any in our house.”

“Oh!” Xiao Yuchuan was surprised. “You even know what her boudoir looks like, second brother, don’t tell me you and she…”

Xiao Yishan’s face darkened. “What wild thoughts are you having? I just happened to pass by and saw the interior arrangement,” he then said to Su Qingyue. “My wife, don’t overthink it.”