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Chapter 81 With me here, no one can bully her.

Liang Bei smiled and nodded, not forgetting to remind Song Youan: "Remember to create a WeChat group for the company's designers later, and I will assign the first task then."

"Okay, I see."

Song Youan, carrying the packaged desserts, didn't have time to say anything more to Liang Bei and hurriedly urged Yan Fei to take her back to the villa.

When she rushed out of Youanju, she bumped into Cuizhu, who was looking for her.

"Miss Song!"

When Cuizhu saw Song Youan, she rushed forward anxiously: "The young ladies have been waiting at the manor for quite a while now, why are you only just getting ready?"

"It's just finished, let's go quickly."

Without time to explain further, Song You'an followed Cuizhu into the Marquis's carriage.

A carriage is certainly faster than walking. Song You'an sat on the soft couch and subconsciously gathered her hair into a bun, afraid that it would come undone if she hadn't tied it up properly in her haste.

"Miss Song, let me help you."

Seeing this, Cuizhu moved closer, gently removed the jade hairpin from her hair, and began to restyle her hair into a new bun.

"Thank you," Song Youan said with a slight smile.

Cuizhu smiled and shook her head, indicating that she didn't need to be so polite.

The curtains on one side of the carriage fluttered gently in the wind. Song You'an was lost in thought as she looked at the street scene outside. Half an hour ago, she was sitting in a Mercedes looking at the tall buildings on both sides of the road. In the blink of an eye, she was sitting in a carriage traveling on Chang'an Street in Kyoto.

It's truly bewildering.

The next moment, a person walking out of a shop by the roadside instantly caught Song You'an's attention. Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, she still managed to see the person's appearance clearly.

She is the wife of a high-ranking official.

The sense of disorientation intensified. Her mother, despite being her own sister, didn't look that much like her, but the Minister's wife looked exactly like her aunt.

"Miss Cuizhu, have you lived in the Marquis's mansion since you were a child?" Song Youan suddenly asked.

Cui Zhu paused slightly in her movements, then nodded: "Yes, I am a household slave. My father and mother both work in the Marquis's mansion."

Song You'an understood, but after hesitating for a moment, she still asked, "Do you know the Minister's wife? What kind of person is she?"

"The Minister's wife?" Cuizhu seemed somewhat surprised that Song You'an would suddenly bring up this person, and subconsciously asked, "Why did Miss Song suddenly ask about the Minister's wife?"

"The Minister's wife instructed me to deliver cakes to her residence on the 3rd and 18th of each month, because she would set up a stage in her residence to invite other ladies to watch operas. So I thought I should learn more about it in order to avoid making mistakes in the future."

The servants in the capital were almost all aware of the Minister's wife's habit, and the Lady of Fuyang Marquis would also frequently visit the Minister's residence for appointments.

Cuizhu nodded gently before saying, "We servants don't have many opportunities to directly meet the Minister's wife, but we've always heard rumors about her since we were little."

"If we're talking about the most enviable ladies in Kyoto, the Minister's wife is definitely one of them."

"Oh? Why is it that others envy you?" Song Youan asked.

Cuizhu organized her thoughts and continued, "Because the Minister and his wife are very loving, it is a well-known story in the capital. The Minister holds a high position and great power in the court, but at home he is a famous henpecked husband who dotes on his wife."

"Has the Minister taken a concubine?"

Cui Zhu shook her head: "No, the Minister's residence is a well-known quiet place in the capital because there is only the Minister's wife as the mistress of the house, and no concubines. Moreover, the Minister's wife has given birth to three sons and one daughter for the Minister, all of whom are his own legitimate children, so the family is naturally harmonious." After hearing this, Song You'an felt inexplicably happy.

She didn't know where this feeling came from; perhaps it was because the Minister's wife and her aunt shared the same face.

Cuizhu, however, continued, "Miss, there's no need to be nervous. The Minister's wife is renowned for her virtue and is very approachable. As long as you act in accordance with the proper conduct, she shouldn't make things too difficult for you."

"I understand, thank you very much, Miss Cuizhu."

Upon arriving at the Marquis of Fuyang's residence, the young ladies were already gathered in the garden, chatting animatedly.

Someone with sharp eyes spotted Song You'an coming from the porch and excitedly stood up: "Miss Song is here."

The others also looked up. Song You'an was walking very fast, and because of the hot weather, a thin layer of sweat was seeping from his forehead.

"I am late, and I hope you ladies will forgive me."

Upon approaching, Song Youan hurriedly apologized.

Before anyone else could speak, Zhu Ling stepped forward and said, "It's good that you're here. I thought you'd forgotten."

Song Youan smiled awkwardly and shook her head slightly: "Of course I haven't forgotten, it's just that the preparation took a little longer. I'll go down and make the preparations right away. Please wait a little longer, ladies."

Zhu Ling nodded and ordered Cuizhu to take Song Youan to the back hall to prepare.

The so-called preparation was really just about placing the cakes that Song Youan brought one by one on that exquisite dessert stand.

However, Song Youan also prepared milk tea powder this time, brewing a pot with hot water to go with the cake.

In addition, there are fresh raspberries and blueberries, which are placed on top as a garnish.

The other young ladies were somewhat shocked when they saw Zhu Ling's attitude towards Song You'an.

Li Xiangrong and Zhu Ling were on good terms, so she didn't hold back and said, "Sister Ling is quite close to Miss Song now. I still remember when Miss Song first came to the Marquis of Fuyang's mansion, you didn't have this attitude."

Zhu Ling was known for her arrogance and willfulness; everyone knew her personality.

Therefore, people couldn't help but wonder if Zhu Ling's improved attitude towards Song You'an was for ulterior motives. After all, You'an Residence was like a treasure trove in Kyoto, and anything that came out of it must be of high quality.

Several of the young ladies couldn't help but wonder if they should also curry favor with Miss Song, so that they could use this relationship to get any trendy new items as soon as possible.

Take today's gathering, for example. Normally, none of them can even catch a glimpse of Miss Song, and You An Ju always has a "No Visitors" sign hanging on it. But Zhu Ling was able to find Miss Song and even get her to personally organize and prepare for today's gathering.

Clearly, Zhu Ling had won over Miss Song's heart before they could.

Zhu Ling smiled dismissively: "Relationships between people require time to develop. I've met Miss Song a few times and we feel very compatible. We're friends now."

friend?

Everyone secretly raised their eyebrows. How could Zhu Ling, the daughter of a noble family, be friends with a merchant's daughter?

Most people didn't believe it. No matter how capable Miss Song was, her social class was what it was, and coupled with Zhu Ling's personality, the friendship between the two was indeed questionable in the eyes of others.

Li Chuyou spoke up at the opportune moment, saying, "Since Sister Ling regards Miss Song as a friend, it is not easy for her to do business in the capital as a woman. Sister Ling should take care of her from time to time in the future."

“Of course,” Zhu Ling blurted out. “With me here, no one can bully Miss Song.”