The maids huddled together, whispering and discussing fervently.
Some were skeptical, after all, Dong Chenglang's physique was right there.
But Miss Zhao's maid wouldn't lie to them. Upon first hearing the commotion in the room, which maid wouldn't blush and get flustered?
It was just unexpected that the Young Master...
Poor Heir's wife.
The young maid was waiting outside the door. Seeing the sun was high, normally she would have entered the room to serve, but now with the presence of the Young Master in the room, she felt embarrassed to enter.
Waiting left and right, the young maid was getting restless.
If it got any later, they'd be late for the tea ceremony, which was important.
The young maid gathered her courage and knocked on the door. Seeing it wasn't bolted, she pushed it open and went inside.
