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Chapter 4 Partiality
  Qianxue was already feeling sulky in her heart, not to mention that she had been forced to kneel for a long time by Yanran in the morning. Even though she had always been good-tempered, her expression turned cold at this moment: "Give it back to me."

She stepped forward to grab it, but Yanran seemed to be deliberately trying to anger her, and dodged away with a smirk: "Hey, this thing has made your baby like this, where did it come from?" Qianxue just kept coming forward. Snatch and don't answer.

"Don't think I can't guess. Did the second young master give it to you? You vixen is just like your mother."

Yanran originally planned to stimulate her a few more words, but at this time her face had completely cooled down, "Now even if I hook up with the second young master, it doesn't matter if I look at you a few more times. I advise you to be calm, otherwise don't blame me for treating you badly." polite."

At this time, Qianxue's grievances seemed to have found a channel to vent her grievances. She roared: "So what if you are rude to me? If you have the ability, let the second young master come to see you!"

She and Yanran had had a fight when they were children, and Qianxue was hit with a board several times as a punishment, almost losing her life.

From that time on, Qian Xue seemed to have changed her temper. She allowed Yan Ran to bully her and tolerated it as long as she could, but now she couldn't help but retaliate.

The smile on Yanran's face froze. The next moment, Qianxue discovered the opportunity and rushed forward to grab it.

Pulling and dodging, Yanran's body became unstable, she took a few steps back, tripped onto a chair, raised her head and fell down. This time, she landed on her butt, causing her to scream.

Yanran's eyes were sinister: "Okay, you want it, right?"

After saying that, she squeezed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake several times, untied the rope, and then threw it to the ground.

The cakes fell to the ground, broken into pieces, and stained with dust. The remaining pieces in the bag were all broken beyond sight.

Qianxue's heart felt clogged. She took a few deep breaths and finally plucked up the courage to walk over and slowly pick up the pastry.

Yanran's laughter was hearty and mocking: "Eat, why don't you eat? You are the only one worthy of eating this kind of thing."

She climbed up and rubbed her butt that hurt from the fall. Her eyes were filled with resentment. Then she picked up the water from the fire and poured it towards Qian Xue.

Qianxue instinctively stretched out her hand to block it, and the pain sounded together with the sound of the door opening.

"What are you making a fuss about again?"

Aunt Zhao's voice was full of displeasure. Her eyes were filled with annoyance, and her anger could be seen even in the fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

She quickly scanned the situation in the room, then looked at the two of them, and finally stared at Qianxue: "Qianxue, what are you causing trouble?"

Aunt Zhao's cold gaze was like a knife, cutting across Qianxue's body, making her feel a little dazed, as if she had really done something wrong.

"Mother Zhao, I didn't—"

"Mother Zhao, don't listen to her sophistry."

Before Qianxue could explain, Yanran interrupted directly: "I don't know what caused Qianxue to have a seizure today. She has been acting strange all day. She said she had a stomachache before. I came here specifically to care about her, but I didn't expect her." It’s not a stomach ache at all, it’s just that she sneaked into my room to eat my cakes while I was away. I said a few words to her, but she still didn’t want to, so you see, she threw them all on the floor.”

Hearing her words, Aunt Zhao glanced around and saw the mess all over the floor. It was a pity that cakes from this family were always hard to buy.

"Mother Zhao, these cakes are obviously mine." Qianxue quickly explained, but Yanran was always good at playing tricks and continued to be aggressive, as if she was really the victim: "How could it be yours? Your monthly profit How much do you have every month, and you still have to give some to your parents, are you willing to buy this sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

She turned around and held Nanny Zhao's arm: "When my father went out to buy some cakes, he brought me some pastries, but she ate them unexpectedly. Qianxue is also true. If you are really greedy, you can just talk to her. I'm asking for it, how can I just steal it?"

Qianxue's chest heaved violently, and she was so angry that there were only two words left in her mind - it's over.

Yanran's mother is in charge of the kitchen and her father is in charge of the shopping. They are both fat men. Her food and clothing expenses are usually the best among the maids, so what does she have?
  Although her father was originally serving the master, he was lame due to an accident and was driven to the farm to do some work. Her mother was——

She tightly grasped the cake she picked up in her hand, and all she could do was stubbornly repeat: "It's mine."

She even had the idea of ​​telling the second young master, but she couldn't do it.

If the second young master took the initiative to ask for her, it would be fine, but if she took the initiative to mention the second young master, it would offend the lady's taboo.

Aunt Zhao looked at the two of them for a long time: "I am not Mr. Qingtian, let alone judge the case for you. You are just waiting beside the madam. If you say anything about stealing, spread it out without losing the madam. s face?"

Then, she looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Qian Xue's hand: "Qian Xue, give it to her."

Although Aunt Zhao didn't say she stole it, she recognized the cake as Yanran's.

She and Yanran both grew up under the eyes of Aunt Zhao, so how could they not know their personalities?
  Qianxue was a little unwilling to give in. Forget about other things, this pastry was brought back to her by the second young master.

What would the second young master think of her if he knew that she couldn't even protect her cakes?
  She gritted her teeth and felt a sweet taste in her throat. Even if she couldn't protect her, she could never let Yan Ran succeed!
  Qianxue's eyes flashed with determination, she took a few steps forward and threw the cake directly into the stove.

Although there were not many pastries, the fire was still shaken by the smashing. Qianxue tried hard to endure it and felt her heart throbbing with pain.

"Qianxue, what are you doing!"

Yanran didn't expect her to do this. She stared and wanted to hit her, but Nanny Zhao stopped her at this moment: "Okay, it's just a pastry. Madam usually rewards you, so why argue about this."

She glanced at Qian Xue and cleared her throat: "Madam has prepared a lot of clothes for the two young masters. You can send them to the young masters. We just need to go out for a walk and calm down."

Speaking of the two young masters, Qianxue raised her head and looked.

Sending things to the eldest young master is definitely not a good job. He and his wife don't get along, so naturally they are met with cruel attacks when sending things. Anyone who goes to run errands will at least be scolded, but the wife wants to show her generosity. Normally, Whatever you prepare for the second young master, you must also prepare a copy for the eldest young master.

Yanran raised her eyebrows provocatively at her, then leaned down towards Aunt Zhao: "I'll go right away."

Naturally, good errands depend on snatching. Even though Qianxue was still feeling aggrieved about the cakes, she still wanted to follow her quickly so as to seize the opportunity to give something to the second young master.

It's a pity that as soon as she reached the door, Aunt Zhao stopped her: "What's the rush? You're still wet. It'll be a disaster if you get sick. Just change your clothes and go over."

Aunt Zhao probably felt that she had been biased before, and now she wanted to give her some sweetness, so she persuaded her softly: "Yanran has such a strong personality, there is no need for you to argue with her, it's just some pastries, and I will give you some good ones later." .”

(End of this chapter)