Observing The Servant

The old woman still remembered Han Qiao and Heng Yi when they walked in.

Although not many people bought from her shop, their requirements were different. Moreover, it had only been a short while since she had last seen them.

"What kind of people does Master and Madam want to buy this time?"

"We want servants who can work. Is there anyone who has been a steward in a rich family, is literate, and knows how to plan?"

"Madam, you don't even need to ask."

There was a family of three that fits the description.

The head of the family was in his thirties. The couple had a daughter who was nineteen years old. She was a little unintelligent and did not look normal.

Her eyes were dull and lifeless.