"Are you questioning my decision?" Mao Mao glared at Tian Rong with eyes full of irritation.
He had seen a lot of nobles like this but didn't think the girl he chose to be Fen Wén's friend was also like that.
Should he kick her out?
"N-no…" Face turning pale and eyes turned red, Tian Rong almost cried on the spot. "I…I…" She bit her lips hard wanting to say something to her defence but couldn't do so.
She could only keep her head down and stared down at the ground.
Seeing Tian Rong was in a disadvantage, Fen Wén suddenly felt pity for her. She had a feeling that the girl didn't mean to look down on her.
Thus, Fen Wén fearfully tugged Mao Mao's sleeve and whispered, "Master, I think she doesn't mean to speak like that…"
The girl added, "She's just surprised that a maidservant can ride on the same carriage as the master…"
