Thrown out of the house, the wet nurse enters the noble household and becomes a person of high statu

"Now that things have come to this, are you still afraid of your parents finding out?" Pei Zeyu scoffed.

He wasn't afraid when he was beating people, he wasn't afraid when he was arrested by the authorities, but he became afraid when he returned home?

"Second brother, you know perfectly well that I didn't start the trouble, but if this really gets to our parents, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape a beating."

Pei Zeyu sighed and shook his head. "You've come of age and entered officialdom. You should act with more discretion and learn to restrain your temper. I can cover up what happened today, but if there's a next time..."

"Don't worry, second brother, it won't happen again."

Pei Yaojun solemnly promised that even if there were any, he would do it cleanly and would not let him know again.

The official robes traced a cool, elegant arc as they stopped beside Liu Wenying.

She stood there quietly, dressed in a simple cloth dress, her back straight, her eyes lowered, exuding a sense of neither arrogance nor servility.

Pei Zeyu turned and left.

After leaving the private room, Pei Zeyu slowly descended the wooden staircase of the teahouse.

His steps were steady, but his mind was racing.

The three brothers had very different personalities. The eldest brother was cold and aloof, and his methods were ruthless. The youngest brother was flamboyant and unrestrained, and his emotions were dictated by his own will.

But deep down, they all possess the arrogance inherited from the direct line of the Pei family, a pride ingrained in their very bones.

This arrogance makes them look down on others and rarely take them seriously, let alone be moved by them.

The third brother's attitude towards this woman today was clearly different from that of others; he was extremely protective of her.

But he found it hard to believe that his third brother, with his proud and arrogant nature, would actually fall for a lowly servant girl.

Not to mention that my third brother can't do it, he can't either.

Absolutely not.

With the matter resolved, Liu Wenying and Pei Yaojun had no reason to remain in the east of the city.

The two walked to the entrance of the market, where the Pei family's carriage was still waiting.

Ah Cai stood on tiptoe to look around, and when he saw the two of them, he came over to greet them. But when he saw the injury on the back of Pei Yaojun's hand, his face changed drastically in fright.

"Third Master, what happened to your hand?"

"It's nothing." Without even looking at him, Pei Yaojun climbed into the car and left with a curt reply.

Liu Wenying followed closely behind, but did not get into the car immediately. "Let's go back first. I'll explain the details to you later."

Just as Ah Cai was about to nod and get into the carriage, Liu Wenying said, "Please wait a moment, I'll be right back."

After saying that, he quickly walked towards the market.

After about half a cup of tea's time, Liu Wenying returned.

Ah Cai looked closely and saw that she was carrying packages of various sizes.

Bamboo woven grasshopper and cricket cages, prickly pears and jujubes wrapped in oiled paper, and local specialties such as dried mushrooms—all sorts of odds and ends, bulging and full.

Carrying the heavy bags and packages, Liu Wenying got into the car.

The cool air inside the canopy-covered carriage emitted a slight chill, dispelling the summer heat.

Pei Yaojun leaned back in the soft cushions, his injured hand casually resting on his knees. His mood had not improved since leaving the teahouse.

The carriage curtain swayed, and someone slipped inside. Pei Yaojun glanced over and saw that the spacious carriage was filled with bags and packages.

Why are you bringing up this junk?

Liu Wenying placed the item at her feet and honestly replied, "Didn't Third Master like it? A treasure is priceless; we can't just throw it away like this."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the well-preserved trinkets.

"what ever."

Actually, he only had a fleeting whim about those market items; he didn't really like them that much.

He raised his hand and touched his sleeve pocket, his fingertips brushing against the shards.

The little ceramic pig I bought earlier was caught in the fight and has been shattered into pieces.

Liu Wenying leaned closer and said, "Third Master, shall I help you clean up?"

"Um."

Liu Wenying cleaned up the fragments, and then took out ointment and gauze from her bags.

When she went to pick up local specialties, she didn't forget to buy some medicine for treating minor skin injuries at a pharmacy along the way.

"Third Master, your hand wound needs to be treated and bandaged to prevent it from getting dirty and hindering healing."

Pei Yaojun snorted, which was taken as tacit agreement.

After receiving permission, Liu Wenying carefully moved closer.

Her movements were very skillful; she first gently wiped away the blood around the wound with a clean handkerchief.

The pressure is so gentle it's almost imperceptible, then a small amount of ointment is applied with the fingertip and spread evenly.

Finally, it was carefully wrapped with gauze and tied into a neat slipknot.

Throughout the process, she kept her head slightly lowered and looked focused.

The light inside the carriage was soft, and he could even see the fine downy hairs on the tip of her nose.

The carriage happened to run over some gravel, causing it to sway.

Liu Wenying was thrown off balance by the jolt and subconsciously reached out to support his wrist.

Skin to skin, warmth and coolness collide.

Her temperature was low, and when she brushed past, she carried a slight coolness and lightness, like a summer night breeze sweeping across the water.

Liu Wenying quickly withdrew and stepped aside.

Fortunately, Pei Yaojun didn't hold it against him, and only asked, "Were you often injured before?"

He must have misunderstood. Seeing her skillful handling of the wound, he guessed that she had a difficult past and was often injured.

She couldn't very well say that her professional skills were so good that bandaging was no problem for her, could she?

Liu Wenying mumbled an "Mmm".

Pei Yaojun didn't press further. He withdrew his already bandaged hand, clenched his fist, then relaxed it, and said coldly:

"That madwoman had better pray I don't run into her, or she'll get more than just one kick."

Upon returning to the Duke's residence, Liu Wenying went straight to Tinglan Courtyard to report to the First Madam about her business trip that day.

Wen Jingshu had just woken up from her afternoon nap and was being combed by Zizhu.

Upon hearing that Liu Wenying had returned, he invited her into the inner room.

"Is Wenying back? How did the accounts go?"

Wen Jingshu saw her in the mirror and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

Liu Wenying curtsied and said, "Reporting to Madam, the accounts of Fengyu Company for this quarter have been audited."

She took out the account book that had been reorganized and copied clearly.

"The ledger is here. I have attached the several suspicious points I found, Manager Zhou's explanation and remedial measures, as well as my verification opinions. Please take a look, Madam."

Wen Jingshu took it and flipped through it casually.

The handwriting is neat, the organization is clear, and the annotations are distinct.

Her eyes showed even more approval. "Hmm, well done. Is Manager Zhou cooperating?"

"At first, Manager Zhou was somewhat dismissive and perfunctory because the servant was young and unfamiliar. However, after the servant pointed out the errors in the accounts, he corrected his attitude and cooperated well afterward."

"The accounts have been basically clarified. I believe that Manager Zhou may have been somewhat flexible in the details, but there are no serious oversights on the surface. I would like to ask Madam to decide on the specific course of action."

She reported the facts truthfully, without embellishing anything, and returned the decision-making power to the family, handling the situation perfectly.

Wen Jingshu nodded with satisfaction. She understood what kind of person Manager Zhou was, with a slight tendency to act superior because of his age.

Sending Liu Wenying to Fengyu was her plan. If Liu Wenying couldn't even control Manager Zhou, she couldn't be her deputy.

"Thank you for your hard work. Did you encounter any other troubles while traveling back and forth?"

Wen Jingshu asked casually.

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