From the countryside

Hua jingxun secretly wiped away her tears.

Your tears are only for those who care about you. It's cheap to cry in front of such a person.

The other party only knew how to mock and ridicule.

At this moment, Hua jingxun bit her lips hard. She told herself that she could not cry from today onwards.

"You're with miss su? Why are you so useless as a wife? Hurry up and find her!"

Hua jingxun's lips curved into a cold smile.

This old Madam was very capable.

Usually, whenever Duanmu qingheng had a headache, fever, or cold, she would cause him trouble. It was her fault for not taking good care of him.

She could find a problem with anything.

However, she wanted to shout out loud that she was not a maidservant or a servant who served others. She was the young mistress of the Duanmu family.

As Duanmu qingheng's woman, shouldn't she be pampered?

Hua jingxun knew that it was useless to shout out these words.