Ming Mei was quite disgusted with this kind of man. Wanting revenge, wishing to vent, they should just openly challenge others like a man, why skulk around in secrecy.
To exploit a woman, honestly, he had quite the nerve to conceive such a plan.
Indeed, she couldn't let go of her father's death, it tormented her, but… even if she was to turn against the old master, it didn't mean she wanted to be used by someone else.
If her father's death was really connected to the old master, she didn't know what she would do yet, but she knew one thing for certain: whether she forgave him or not, the old man's kindness to her was genuine.
…
Zhao led the butler upstairs, let him in, closed the door herself, and stood outside, not entering.
The butler stood three meters away from Ming Mei, respectful, with his head lowered.
"Young Madam asked to see me for something."
"Yes, something."
Ming Mei stood up, picked up the documents, and walked over.
