"You're r-right… He only treats me like a…like a m-mistress now! I'm so…s-stupid!" Jiang Ying Yue sobbed.
The cook couldn't take it anymore. She went to Jiang Ying Yue and hugged her. Jiang Ying Yue cried against the cook's chest.
"No, sweetie. You're not stupid. Your situation is just complicated but I'm sure the Young Master still loves you and Little Jun. It's just that he and the Young Miss fought and you're caught between them," the cook said, trying to comfort her.
