Ye Huanyan could not tell whether Ling Han was telling the truth or not. She had never thought that Ling Han was someone who would humbly accept other people's opinions. He had always been conceited.
"Actually, it's not a lot … It's just that his face is usually a bit sour …"
She lowered her head and cautiously observed Ling Han's reaction from the corner of her eye.
He lowered his head and picked up the food with an indifferent expression. "Continue."
Ye Huanyan coughed dryly and gathered her courage to say, "You don't seem to remember the names of the servants in the past, right? The aunties all called each other whatever. If something went wrong in the house, they would be implicated, and the whole group of people would be implicated." She looked up at Ling Han and saw that he was calm, so she continued.
"For example, the incense lamp incident this time was actually Ah Mei's theft. Although the other aunties are suspected of covering up for her, you should figure out why they were covering up for her. Because if one of them came to you to complain, and you couldn't remember who stole the item, you might as well directly have Qiao Mu dismiss all of them. It's the same as the current situation. It's only a matter of time, so that's why they all …"
"Cough, cough …" Ling Han's sudden cough startled Ye Huanyan, and her face abruptly paled.
"I … I was just speaking … casually …"
She sized up Ling Han but found that there was nothing unusual on his face. He only took a sip of water from the cup beside him.
"So, you can actually … change yourself sometimes."
"Mhm."
Ling Han's voice was not loud, seemingly responding to her. She herself did not dare to believe it.
"Actually, we don't need too many servants in the house. Lingling can handle it by herself. You also remember her name … so you don't have to worry …"
Ling Han glanced at her. After saying so much, she only came to such a conclusion. He really didn't know what was in this woman's mind. His expression was indifferent. "Up to you. If you don't mind having no one to serve you and don't find it troublesome, you don't have to find the next batch of servants."
"I don't mind the trouble …" Ye Huanyan quickly nodded. "I've always felt that it's better to have fewer people in the family. If possible, I don't need a single servant. In the past, there was only one auntie who helped with the cooking at home …"
Ling Han's face suddenly darkened.
"The home you're talking about, is it the Ling family or your previous home?"
Ye Huanyan was slightly taken aback. Her smile froze on her face. "All … all of them. My mother doesn't like having too many servants at home, so …"
Yes, it was no wonder that after Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan got married, all the servants in the house were inexplicably dismissed. Thinking of this, Ling Han's face had a trace of ridicule.
His mother, Wen Qingwan, was the daughter of a wealthy family. She was used to being served since she was young. Ling Dongming was the same. Therefore, after the two of them got married, the more servants in the house, the better. Each of them had their own duties. Those who cooked would not help to wipe the floor, and those who wiped the floor would not work part-time to run the bath water. When Wen Qingwan was still alive, there was even a servant girl from the countryside who specially helped her carry the dog.
"What kind of identity is worthy of what kind of life."
The frozen smile on Ye Huanyan's face gradually disappeared. Although she didn't quite understand what he was saying, it probably wasn't anything good.
The originally rare harmonious atmosphere was destroyed just like that. She didn't quite understand what had affected Ling Han's unpredictable temper. If it was really because of her actions half a year ago, then his reaction was too extreme.
After all, he wasn't the one who had suffered that night.
She lowered her head and didn't dare to speak. Coincidentally, Ling Ling came over with a bowl of black rice porridge and placed it in front of Ling Han. "Young Master, the porridge is ready."
Ling Han glanced at Ye Huanyan, who had her head lowered and didn't say a word. He raised his hand and touched the edge of the bowl. He frowned. "It's too hot."
Ling Ling's expression froze. She quickly reached out to take it. "I'll go to the kitchen and get the fan to cool it down for a while."
Seeing her flustered expression, Ling Han somehow thought of what Ye Huanyan had just said. He was a little puzzled. Was he usually too strict with the servants?
"No need. I still have a contract to look at."
Ling Han stood up. Ling Ling was so scared that her whole body froze. She thought he was angry. Trembling, she lowered her head and didn't dare to say a word. She was afraid that Ling Han's next sentence would be that she didn't need to come tomorrow.
Ye Huanyan couldn't stand it anymore. She muttered in a low voice, "It's just a little hot. It'll be fine after you blow on it. You don't mind wasting a few minutes."
When Ling Han heard this, he glanced at Ye Huanyan. "Secretary Ye, you have a lot of time? You eat the porridge. I still have something to do. "
The door to the study on the second floor closed with a click. A trace of coldness seemed to remain in the living room and dining room. Ling Ling looked at the porridge on the table and pursed her lips. "Miss Ye, I'll go get another bowl for you."
"No need. He hasn't eaten this bowl either."
Ye Huanyan picked up Ling Han's bowl of porridge and put it in front of her. She used a spoon to put it into her mouth. After drinking two mouthfuls, she thought it tasted good. Seeing Ling Ling still standing to the side with a frightened expression, she knew in her heart that Ling Ling was very uneasy because of the previous batch of servants' dismissal. Recently, she had been acting like a yes-man.
"How about this, Ling Ling? You can get another bowl of porridge and let it dry for a while. I'll bring it up to the young master later."
Ling Ling felt as if she had been granted amnesty. It was as if a stone in her heart had been lifted. She looked at Ye Huanyan with gratitude. "Okay, I'll go now. Thank you, Miss Ye."
Looking at Ling Ling's back, Ye Huanyan felt a little melancholy. The servants' thoughts were actually very simple. What they made was what the master liked to eat. There was nothing wrong with it.
However, Ling Han was a person who never praised others. After he finished eating the porridge, the servant brought it over, but he didn't eat it. It was inevitable that the little girl would feel anxious.
After eating, Ye Huanyan stretched in front of the table. Without Ling Han by her side, she was inexplicably satisfied and enjoyed eating. Just as she was about to return to her room to rest, Ling Ling came out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge and some snacks. She looked at Ye Huanyan expectantly.
At this moment, Ye Huanyan was a little regretful that she had promised Ling Ling to bring her the porridge. She looked at the study on the second floor and sighed silently in her heart.
Ever since she moved to the guest room, she hadn't gone up there for a week. The two of them seemed to be living in harmony. If she brought this bowl of porridge up now, she felt that if she wasn't careful, she would run into Ling Han's strange temper. What if she ran into the muzzle of the gun? What if he found her troublesome and asked her to move back to the old manor?
"Miss Ye …" Ling Ling stared at her pitifully.
"Give it to me … Give it to me," Ye Huanyan gritted her teeth and took the tray from Ling Ling's hands. She took a deep breath and stepped out.
The solid wooden stairs were covered with a soft carpet. It was very comfortable to step on it, just like stepping on green grass. Ye Huanyan's heart was beating like a drum. Ling Han was different from usual today. Not only was his attitude towards her not as tough as usual, but he even chatted with her for a while during dinner. It was rare for him to do that.
All of this made her feel like she was on the eve of a storm.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
