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Chapter 232: Hearing but believing 7
Because he was unprepared, Xia Chiwan was unable to resist the splash just now.
Originally, Xia Chiwan couldn't see anything wrong with the maid named Qingxin, thinking that the incident was just unintentional.
The bad thing is that the maid named Qingxin is too eager for quick success and quick success, and is eager to show "sisterly love" in front of her, so she can't stand it.
It was precisely because of Qingxin's performance that Xia Chiwan glanced at Qingling a few more times.
You know, there are not many slaves who can plead with their masters at such a time.
Others may directly appreciate Qing Xin's loyalty, but Xia Chiwan is the opposite. She wonders if there is something special about Qing Ling to have such a close sister.
Who would have known, Xia Chiwan would see that Qingling, who had a white face, was leaning slightly while she was kneeling.
Xia Chiwan took a closer look and found that one of Qingling's feet was placed a little awkwardly. After thinking about it for a moment, she understood what was going on.
Someone must have tripped Qing Ling, and Qing Ling's ankle naturally hurt.
There is only one green heart around Qing Ling, so the person who stumbles Qing Ling has only one answer.
"Second sister, you are here."
It was Xia Chiwan who quickened his pace. When Xia Chiwan came to the lobby, the other aunts and ladies had already arrived, and Xia Chiwan was the last one to arrive.
"I've kept you waiting for a long time."
Xia Chiwan first apologized and then blessed his aunt.
"When I first went out, I was splashed with water by the maid. I came late because I was changing clothes. It's Wan'er's fault for keeping my aunt waiting for a long time. Wan'er is here to apologize to my aunt."
Mrs. Houye saw that Xia Chiwan was panting slightly and was obviously running in a hurry, so her original impatience disappeared a little.
Then I saw that Xia Chiwan was indeed wearing another outfit, and I thought that the truth should be consistent with what Xia Chiwan said.
Since it was just an accident, it was hard for the old Marquis and his wife to argue with Xia Chiwan anymore.
"It's true, you kid, you only have half a cup of tea, so you must be leaving in a hurry."
Madam Lao Hou came to Xia Chiwan's side and wanted to pull Xia Chiwan's hand.
Who would have known that Mrs. Hou Ye would smell a fresh fragrance just as she approached Xia Chiwan.
This fragrance is pleasant to others, but when the old lady smelled it, her expression changed.
Xia Chiwan stood beside the old Marquis and his wife calmly, and asked the old Marquis and his wife with a smile.
"Auntie, does Wan'er look good in this dress?"
The old lady's face was a little dark, and she was on the verge of turning against her.
"But what's strange today is that this dress actually has a little bit of fragrance. But the scent is incomparable to the fragrant dress that my concubine wore during the Hundred Flowers Poetry Appreciation."
Madam Lao Houye's eyes flashed faintly.
"Girl Wan must have brought too many sachets with her, so her clothes are all stained with fragrance."
Xia Chiwan smiled.
"Auntie, please don't laugh at Wan'er. Wan'er doesn't like sachets or spices."
"This is the way."
Mrs. Lao Houye nodded, her expression looking much better than before.
Aunt Gui, who was on the side, had been paying attention to Mrs. Hou Ye. When she saw Mrs. Hou Ye twitching her nose, she quickly took a sachet and gave it to Mrs. Hou Ye.
After Mrs. Lao Hou took it, she put it on Xia Chiwansu's waist with her own hands.
"Although you don't like it, it doesn't hurt to tie it up occasionally on weekdays. Don't take it off today."