Mu Huarong sat on the chair for a long time without speaking.
Nanny Lin always knew that this young lady had a ruthless heart; her silence at this moment didn't necessarily mean she was disagreeing.
Sure enough, she heard her ask again, "Do you have a good place?"
Nanny Lin quickly put on a smile, "Yes, of course. I have a sister; her hometown is in the mountains of Yunchuan. Some days ago, she told me her elder brother wrote to ask for money to buy a wife for her nephew, but since the family is poor, they reached out to my sister for silver. That sister is very close to me; she wouldn't dare not listen to the young lady."
"Not bad, it's a good place." Mu Huarong's face revealed a smile upon hearing this. "No need for her to buy; I'll gift her."
The maid beside her felt a chill down her spine upon hearing this. Sending her own sister to a maid's nephew? Is that really okay? A trace of unwillingness flashed through her heart.
