The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 394: The Wulin Leader's Fiancée ()

She had already thought about asking Nanny Wu to leave the house, but she knew she couldn't say it in front of her son.

Murong Fengyu took out the medicinal oil she had prepared and said, "Those wound medicines are useless. Use this medicinal oil! It can relieve pain and swelling. Apply it on your entire back."

Nanny Wu's eyes lit up, and she immediately thanked Beitang Jing on his behalf: "Oh! Thank you very much, Madam, for the reward."

"Jing'er is also my son, so naturally I feel sorry for him. But he did something wrong, so we can't just let it go." Murong Fengyu said lightly.

Because Nanny Wu lowered her head, she did not see the coldness that flashed across her eyes, but Su Xiangran who was beside Murong Fengyu saw it clearly.

Ha! This rascal is afraid that his good days are coming to an end. Although Murong Fengyu will not treat servants harshly, she is a female martial arts heroine who killed people when she was young. She uses swords and guns openly and decisively.

"Aunt, now that we've seen the young master, let's go!" Su Xiangran said, "Let's not disturb the young master from recuperating."

Murong Fengyu frowned, still thinking whether she should spend more time with her son, but she didn't expect that Nanny Wu would say directly: "Miss Su is right, it's enough to have this old slave here."

"Yes, Auntie." Su Xiangran happily listened to Auntie Wu digging a hole for herself, and decided to give her a push, "I have made an appointment with Hua Qianshu's embroiderer, and the material my mother sent me a few days ago has not been touched yet!

Auntie, come with me! It's almost the end of the season, you should make some new clothes too."

Murong Fengyu didn't like this kind of thing at first. After all, she was not very interested in women's dressing.

However, someone interrupted her faster than her. When Nanny Wu heard that Hua Qianshu's embroiderer was coming, she felt uncomfortable.

Everyone knows that Hua Qianshu, the embroiderer in Yuncheng, has excellent skills, but the price is extremely high. Even if she provides the fabric herself as Su Xiangran said, it will still cost a lot of labor.

Even though she knew that the money was paid by Su Xiangran herself, the frugal Wu Ma couldn't help but persuade her, "Miss Su, didn't you make new clothes last month? And they were made according to the style sent from the capital.

Apart from other things, the brocade fabrics from the embroidery workshops in the capital are worth thousands of gold. There is really no need to buy any new clothes. Besides, the young master doesn’t like women to be too extravagant. "

"Mammy, that's totally unreasonable." Su Xiangran deliberately looked unhappy. "Although there is a saying that 'women dress up to please themselves', your young master and I are no longer engaged. I wear whatever I like.

Why should I still care about his thoughts? Besides, both the material and the kesi were sent from the capital by my mother.

Even the cost of hiring Hua Qianshu to make clothes came from my side, so it didn't take up public funds, so why can't it be possible?"

Nanny Wu was speechless. She wanted to force a few words in rebuttal, but she found that Murong Fengyu's eyes looked at her even colder.

"I was wondering why Xiaoran felt uncomfortable living in the villa?" Murong Fengyu laughed in anger, "It turns out that someone took advantage of his status as a housekeeper and liked to make things difficult for her."

"It's okay, Xiaoran, buy whatever you want, spend whatever you want." Murong Fengyu said to Nanny Wu again, "Although Jing'er's injuries are not serious during this period, he has been whipped for several days in a row, so he must take good care of himself. You can put aside the housekeeper's affairs for now!"

"What about the villa?" Madam Wu said persistently, "The household account book and the key are all with me."

"That's fine. I'll ask someone to come and take over the management tomorrow." Murong Fengyu said nonchalantly, "Young Master has grown up, and he needs someone to manage his courtyard. Madam Wu, you will be in charge of this area from now on!

By the way, Xiaoran will be moving out of the villa soon. Her house in Yuncheng needs to be renovated. I have decided that Jing'er will pay for the renovation. Remember to pay the money when the time comes."

After saying these words, she turned to Beitang Jing and said, "Son, you are the one who will pay for the renovation of the house. Do you have any objection?"

"I have no objection, but Miss Su lives alone in Yuncheng?" Beitang Jing was inexplicably worried about Su Xiangran's safety.

"Young Master, this is not just one person." Su Xiangran said calmly, "There are servants, guards, maids, and maids in the house. Some of them came from Shangzhuang, and some were sent by my mother in the capital. Don't worry, I will live a good life."

Beitang Jing nodded: "As long as you are happy."

"I'm very happy to be 'free'." Su Xiangran emphasized the word "freedom".

"Let's go! Xiaoran, I'll go with you to make clothes." Murong Fengyu looked at her son and felt that he would regret it one day, so she didn't want to see him pretending to be relieved.

You little brat! When that day comes, you won’t even be able to find my grave to cry at!

Su Xiangran and Murong Fengyu left here chatting and laughing.

"Madam, please take more care of the affairs in my yard in the future." Beitang Jing's words meant that he would not stand up for her and let her return to the position of housekeeper.

Beitang Jing didn't know how much the housekeeper meant to his wet nurse. Instead, he felt that with less work to do, she could be more relaxed and no longer have to worry about things like in her previous life. This was also good.