Nanny Qian followed behind and consciously dismissed the servants. She carefully closed the door and windows and quickly poured another cup of warm tea, handing it to Madam Yao to calm her down.
Madam Yao was furious. She took the teacup and brought it to her mouth, but she couldn't even drink the tea. With a clang, she placed it back heavily. "You've really grown a temper. You're even making a fuss with me. I was pregnant for ten months and worked so hard to give birth to her. How can I not hope for the best for her and harm her instead?"
Nanny Qian opened her mouth, wanting to persuade her, but before she could say anything—
