After the meal, the servants all left.
Yun Qiao lay listlessly on the living room sofa, watching TV.
Divorce Law # 1: offend the subordinate servants around her husband.
It didn’t work!
If it worked, she could have let them complain in front of her husband, say something small, or secretly poison her food. Wouldn’t she be able to use this as a legitimate excuse to be kicked out by her husband?
But, these servants were really blind.
They did not understand her good intentions at all.
Not only did they not hate her, but they also liked her more and more. What was going on?
Just now, when she was changing into men’s clothes, a little maid blushed shyly, and an aunt Cook praised her repeatedly with a smile.
She deliberately looked up the dictionary here, and it was said that handsome meant... praise for her sweetheart.
Sigh, this was too sad. Perhaps she was unlucky to have met so many innocent and kind subordinates. It seemed like she could only start from another angle.
