Mu Xianglan felt a wave of profound embarrassment. After today, what prestige would she have left in the estate?
Before she could think of a way out, Zhang Guihong reminded her, "And don't forget that indenture.
"This household is overdue for a proper reorganization, lest some people forget who feeds them."
Unable to endure staying a moment longer, Mu Xianglan didn't even beg for mercy. She simply stood up from the floor and walked straight out.
Zhang Guihong shook her head. "Look at this. My years of being hands-off with the steward duties have only inflated their egos.
"They don't even know the proper hierarchy. If we were back in the main estate, they would definitely be beaten and sent back to relearn the rules."
"Enough, say no more," Cen Gaosong scolded her loudly. "You've turned the house upside down the moment you arrived. Are you ever going to give it a rest?"
