Zhao Lingxiang first went to Zhao Xinglin's home; this time, it was Han Family's daughter-in-law who received her. Her attitude was neither cold nor warm, and she refused to accept Lingxiang's gift. Zhao Lingxiang insisted on leaving the items, and when she left, Han Family's daughter-in-law still returned a gift of comparable value. The implication was clear to everyone; Zhao Lingxiang smiled and bid farewell to the Han wife. Once she got into the sedan chair, her face fell and darkened noticeably.
"What kind of person is that! It is merely Zhao Xinglin becoming an arrest officer, what's there to be proud of? Such an ingrate!" Zhao Lingxiang cursed angrily, thinking about how she would explain this to the old Master Wei. To be honest was definitely not an option; the Master would surely blame her for being useless. She finally had a few comfortable days, and she did not want to be back serving in the main house as a maid every day again.