Let's say that after Yun Yue came to his yard with Ling Xiye on her arm, Ling Xiye's book boy who had been waiting there immediately ran towards Yun Yue, with tears in his eyes, and asked excitedly: "Miss... are you really... really?"
Still alive?"
Yun Yue smiled brightly at the book boy: "You see me looking so good, do I look like a ghost?"
Two lines of tears fell from the eyes of the book boy, and he choked with grievance: "That's great! God still has eyes, the lady is really alive. Madam is so depressed, you can rest in peace. Wow..."
The book boy wanted to hug Yunyue, but because of his status, he was so excited that he simply squatted on the ground, holding his head and crying.
Yun Yue was moved and smiled. She knelt down and patted the book boy on the shoulder: "Silly Ahua, I'm still alive and well. Why are you crying! Come on, come in and I'll have something for you."
Ah Hua raised his head and asked doubtfully: "Send me something?"
"Ahua, the lady said I want to give you something, so please follow us into the house quickly." After that, he took Yunyue's hand and walked into the back room.
After entering the house, Ah Hua immediately became busy.
"Miss, you sit down first, and Ah Hua will get you some tea." After that, he was about to leave.
"Ahua, wait."
Ah Hua looked at Yunyue without knowing what was going on and said, "Miss, do you have any other instructions?"
Yun Yue ignored him, turned to look at the manager who had been following them, and said with a smile:
"Uncle Ling, how did you become the general manager? When I entered the house, there was not even a maid to serve me. Are you an old fool, or do you think that I, a legitimate daughter, have no mother, so I am easy to bully?"
Ling Bo's expression changed slightly. Before he could figure out whether Ling Qingyue was a human or a ghost, he immediately apologized:
"What are you saying, Miss? You are the master of the Ling Mansion. Even if there is no wife, you are still the master. It is the maids who have neglected their duties. I will let the maids pour tea for the Miss."
"Slave!"
"Huh?" Ling Bo didn't understand.
"Don't think that because the master relies on you, you can improve your status on your own. The term "low position" is applied to civil servants with official positions, but you, the manager of the Ling Mansion, a senior domestic servant, can only be called a slave."
Yun Yue smiled and corrected Uncle Ling's slip of the tongue. There was a faint cold light in her smiling eyes.
Yun Yue's words made Ling Bo's face fall down, and his originally slightly rosy cheeks turned slightly blue.
"Yes, I will remember the teachings of the young lady."
"Yes." Yun Yue nodded with satisfaction. "By the way, send someone to call Su Wen and Xia Yan from my room."
"Yes." Ling Bo responded while holding back his already furious temper.
If the master hadn't given him a wink and sent him to find out the truth, if this stinky girl dared to say such things to him, he would have taught her a lesson long ago.
He glanced at Ling Qingyue with disdain. What kind of ghost? She was just dressed up to be alluring, but he couldn't tell that she was a ghost at all!
Uncle Ling looked at Yun Yue, smiled slightly, and ignored him.
"Ahua, come here."
"Miss..." Ah Hua, who had been standing nearby, winked at Yun Yue, meaning to tell her not to get into trouble with Manager Ling over such a trivial matter.
Yunyue smiled and pretended not to see it. She took out an envelope from her arms and handed it to him and said, "Open it and take a look."
Ah Hua took the envelope doubtfully and opened it. There was a piece of paper inside. After opening the paper, Ah Hua's eyes suddenly widened.