It's a pity that one of the beautiful clothes that she and her mother had carefully prepared for several months was as good as that little bitch Su Jinluo. In this case, it's better to destroy it!
"Miss, please calm down. Miss, please calm down."
Cui Xin's eyes were full of distress when she saw the eldest lady cutting off those brand new and unworn brocade clothes with her own hands.
It wasn't until he finished venting that Su Mingfeng stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Cui Xin, go..."
Su Mingfeng gave Cui Xin a few instructions, and finally saw that the eldest lady calmed down, and Cui Xin quickly did what the eldest lady ordered.
Xiang Linghan, who had just moved into Su Mansion, looked at his plain and simple room and sneered.
Prince Su's Mansion is indeed Prince Su's Mansion, which is very different from the residences of poor people. Even the small guest room in Prince Su's Mansion is more spacious and noble than the main room of the Xiang family.
Obviously all of this should belong to their Xiang family.
"Knock, buckle, buckle." After hearing the knock on the door, Xiang Linghan moved forward steadily and opened the door: "You are Butler Cao, right?"
Xiang Linghan was brought to the guest room by the housekeeper just now. It was just a casual encounter, and Xiang Linghan remembered the housekeeper Cao.
Butler Cao's eyes flashed slightly, his chin lifted slightly, and he showed his arrogance: "Young Master Xiang has a good memory."
Butler Cao nodded, indicating that Xiang Linghan did not remember wrongly.
"Steward Cao, come in and have a seat." Xiang Linghan invited Steward Cao into the room, and then personally poured a cup of tea for Steward Cao.
Butler Cao just smiled and poured the tea to Ling Han.
He didn't even look at the cup of tea. He pushed it aside without even trying to show off: "The prince sent me here. I appreciate Mr. Xiang's kindness."
After saying that, Butler Cao took out five hundred taels of silver notes from his arms and pushed them in front of Xiang Linghan:
"This is given to Mr. Xiang by the prince. Mr. Xiang has just arrived and there are many places where money is needed. Mr. Xiang is the prince's nephew after all, so this is a little thought from the prince to the younger generation."
Butler Cao chuckled lightly. He was so nervous to wet his throat with the tea that was given to welcome guests.
"Uncle Su is so thoughtful." Seeing that Butler Cao didn't even bother to hand over the banknotes to him personally, Ling Han was heartbroken.
However, in the end, Xiang Linghan did not refuse. He glanced at the five hundred taels of silver notes and nodded to indicate that he accepted it.
Butler Cao smiled and felt that Mr. Xiang was really interesting. He clearly did not refuse the five hundred taels of silver, but he still wanted to look aloof.
There was a hint of contempt in Butler Cao's eyes. He felt that Mr. Xiang was nothing more than that. He only had five hundred taels of silver, so he bowed his head.
He had seen a lot of poor relatives of the Su family like Mr. Xiang who came to the Su residence just to catch the autumn wind.
"In that case, I won't bother Mr. Xiang anymore." The bank note was given, and Butler Cao's task was completed.
For this reason, Butler Cao didn't want to stay here for a moment longer when he was waiting for guests. He simply shook his sleeves and left in a hurry.
Looking at Butler Cao's leaving figure, he shook his fist towards Ling Han, his eyes full of anger and ambition to climb higher.
It is said that the seventh-grade manager in front of the prime minister is just a small butler, and he dares to raise his status in front of a serious young master like him. He is looking down upon others!