Transmigration: The Cold-Faced Chancellor's Divorced Wife
Chapter 9: Yun Xiu
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Chapter 9: Yunxiu
Returning to Yinlü Pavilion, the little maid who used to serve her was nowhere to be found. Fortunately, the room had been tidied up; otherwise, Hua Ling would have been even angrier. Looking closely at the house upon her return, she found it truly shabby, lacking even a single decent decoration.
However, it was fortunate that the roof didn't leak and the windows weren't broken; it was still habitable. She hadn't suffered like this in her previous life. Although her family wasn't the richest in China, their assets were in the hundreds of millions. She had lived in luxurious villas, followed by throngs of nannies and bodyguards. Since birth, she had never lived in such a miserable house, and she couldn't help but heave a heavy sigh.
Coming here and facing this strange world, Hua Ling was truly grateful that her father had spent so many years cultivating her, constantly sending her to study in various countries until she obtained her MBA in Economics and Management. An MBA meant superior ability, courage, and character; it represented wealth, status, power, and honor; it heralded hope, success, and brilliance. She wondered if these things would allow her to turn her life around in this backward ancient era.
After waiting all day without seeing Mu Yelei show up, Hua Ling couldn't help but find it a bit strange. However, although she didn't wait for him, she did receive a table full of delicious dishes at dinner time, which made her drool just looking at them.
It seemed this Mu Yelei was still somewhat of a man of his word. Digging into the delicacies, Hua Ling ate to her heart's content. Turning her head to see the little maid who had been missing all day standing by to serve her, she couldn't help but feel angry; this was also a snobbish servant.
Hua Ling felt something was off; the little maid's expression was a bit strange. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "What is your name?" Sweat!! She had been here for a day and still didn't know the girl's name!
Hearing Hua Ling's question, the little maid hurriedly replied respectfully, "In reply to Madam, this servant is called Yunxiu."
"Where did you go today? I didn't see a shadow of you all day," Hua Ling asked while eating, casting a sidelong glance at her.
The news of Hua Ling causing a scene in the study today had already spread like wildfire, and the little maid naturally knew about it. Her eyes turned red as she said, "Madam, ever since you arrived at Yinlü Pavilion, it has been Yunxiu serving you. Although I cannot say I have been exceptionally good to you, I have never bullied you either. Now that you have turned the tables and want to find fault with me, as a servant, I have nothing to say. I only beg Madam, considering that I have served you with all my heart, not to drive me out of the Prime Minister's estate. Even if you give me the most bitter and tiring work, Yunxiu is willing."
Seeing her appearance, it seemed she had some unspeakable difficulty. Furthermore, when she encountered that cousin miss today, she already knew that no one in the entire estate regarded her as a mistress. Hearing Yunxiu say this, she realized that Xia Ziying had actually been treated quite well. "Is there something wrong?"
Yunxiu wiped her tears and choked out, "My mother has fallen ill, and I don't have enough money to pay for her treatment. If Madam drives me out, neither of us will have a way to survive. I beg Madam not to drive me away; I am willing to work like an ox or a horse for you." The little maid knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Get up. So you were gone all day to see your mother." Hua Ling sighed. She was a filial child; perhaps she had been overthinking things. "How is your mother now?"
"In reply to Madam, my mother has a high fever that won't break. I have no money to hire a doctor, and I don't know how much longer she can hold on." As she spoke, Yunxiu's tears fell even faster, and she was unable to speak through her sobs.
Hua Ling stood up, walked to the vanity, and opened Xia Ziying's jewelry box. Inside were only a few pitiful pieces of jewelry. She simply took them all out and walked over to Yunxiu: "Take these, exchange them for money, and get your mother treated."
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