"Look at you, how useless are you? We're just sending her out of the castle, we haven't done anything to her!" The lady of the house leisurely lifted her gaze from the newspaper, looking at the anxious Beitang Huan, and said lightly.
"Brother Yao has Qian Qian in his heart. If he finds out that we were the ones who drove her away, he will definitely blame us!" Beitang Huan walked over and sat down next to the lady of the house.
"What do you mean drove away? Such offensive words. If you're really afraid something will happen, just stand by quietly and watch Auntie." The lady of the house put down the newspaper and got up, "Whatever is supposed to come will come, why worry so much?"
The moment she finished speaking, the servant indeed brought Ye Feng upstairs. Ye Feng came up and straightforwardly said, "Madam, Miss Huan, the Young Master wants me to bring you over."
"What's the matter?" The lady of the house casually asked.
"You'll know when you get there," Ye Feng said gently.
