The next day, it was almost noon. Song Ziyu got up before he got up. When she got up, she called Cui'er.

“Cruff.”

The door of the boudoir was opened, but Cui'er came in.

Song Ziyu looked at the old woman who walked in with water and frowned and said, "Who are you?

Cui'er, you?"

The woman shouted and replied, "When you say that to the eldest lady, I will call Chunyun, and I will serve the eldest lady in Cuiyu from today on.

Miss Cui'er followed the captain's wife to the villa early this morning, and in the future she would work in the villa and could not come back to serve the lady."

"Who allowed her to go to the villa?"

Song Ziyu asked loudly, her face looking very ugly.

Cui'er is her maid. Without her consent, how could she leave her and go to the villa?

Chunyun smiled and said, "Look at what the eldest lady said, the villa belongs to the wife, so naturally it was from the wife Zhun Cui'er."

Song Ziyu: "..." Why did my mother transfer Qiuju to the villa to do things?

She also asked someone so old to serve her.

Even if her villa lacks manpower, she can't get her people over! No, she will go to her mother to talk to her and ask her to return Cui'er back.

Cui'er, the little girl, didn't say anything to her master, and left directly, obviously she didn't take her master seriously.

When Cui'er comes back, she must take care of Cui'er and let Cui'er know who is the master and who should listen to.

Chunyun placed the basin on the basin rack against the wall, stepped aside and said, "It's getting late, Miss, please wash up quickly! Rong Niang has already gone to get breakfast for the lady."

Rong Niang?

As soon as I heard this name, I knew that the man was very old.

Song Ziyu washed up and went directly to Qiushiyuan after breakfast.

"Wow..." The boy An, who was originally being held by Shen Wan and fed milk, started to cry when he saw her, which made Song Ziyu very embarrassed.

Shen Wan coaxed her for a while, but the boy An still buried her head in her arms and cried constantly, saying, "Don't want sister, it hurts..." Don't look at the child's young, remembering the hurt of being hurt by her sister! There was a shadow in her heart.

Song Ziyu was both ashamed and annoyed, and secretly scolded Zi'an for holding a grudge.

Seeing that his son left a psychological shadow, Shen Wan felt very distressed and asked Huier to carry him down.

After not seeing Song Ziyu, the boy An stopped crying.

"Where is Cui'er?"

Song Ziyu asked openly.

Shen Wan clevered the wrinkled clothes when she hugged her son, looked at Song Ziyu and said, "I'm going to the villa."

She knew that Song Ziyu came to her for Cui'er.

Boss Song Ziyu said unhappily: "Cui'er is my maid, how can you let her go to the villa?"

Shen Wan looked at her and said, "Because she doesn't want to be tortured by you anymore, begging me not to let her serve you in Cuiyu Pavilion, so I asked her to go to the villa to do things."

It was the little girl begging her mother! Song Ziyu gritted her back teeth: "What torture?

I can't punish her for a few mistakes?

Damn slut, he actually has the face to complain."

"Enough," Shen Wan frowned unhappily, unable to listen to Song Ziyu's scolding a slut.

"Are you punishing me a few times?

Cui'er's face was always covered with slap marks. Ask yourself, do you really hit her because she made a mistake?"

Shen Wan asked with a stern face.

"..." Song Ziyu lowered her head and didn't say anything. She beat Cui'er not because Cui'er made a mistake, but because she felt unhappy. As long as she felt unhappy, she wanted to take something to exhale.
Chapter completed!