Auntie Qing immediately became vigilant when Mo Xuetong mentioned Mo Yufeng. She wiped her tears and stole glances at Mo Xuetong's face. As she did not find anything unusual about her expression, she explained carefully, "Eldest Young Master is pitiful now, and I lost Qiong'er. As I found that the maidservants in his yard couldn't take good care of him, I went to ask about it in person. That's why I have become a little closer to Eldest Young Master."
"Do you mean that Madam didn't take good care of Elder brother?" Mo Xuetong's expression grew cold. A hint of anger appeared on her face as she harrumphed coldly.
