Just then, the Steward's respectful announcement came from outside the door. "Third Master, the Young Master has arrived. He says he has business with you."
A flicker of undisguised impatience immediately crossed Qin Yue's eyes.
There was no need to guess—this Young Master had most likely come to stuff more of his fair-weather friends into the trading house again!
She had never held much fondness for this young master, who could accomplish nothing and merely coast through life on his family's standing.
He was only occupying the title of legitimate heir!
Standing outside, the Steward sensed the atmosphere within turn heavy in an instant and awkwardly added:
"Young Master... has indeed brought along an unfamiliar young man."
He did not dare criticize the master's family in his heart, so he could only force himself to report it.
Though Qin Yue was a maid, she had grown up alongside Miss and was as close to her as a sister. There were things Qin Yue dared to say that he himself absolutely did not.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yushuang lifted her slender, jade-like fingers and gently rubbed her brow, clearly finding the matter troublesome as well.
Seeing this, Qin Yue's dissatisfaction with that Young Master deepened further.
It would have been one thing if the people he recommended truly possessed some learning or ability, but they were always the sort who loafed around waiting to eat and die, wanting only to cling to the trading house and reap benefits.
They created trouble for Miss for no reason at all and could easily ruin the greater plan.
In the private room, several pots of tea had been replaced, and the charcoal brazier had been refilled twice.
Outside the window, the gray-white sky gradually darkened to ink. Snowlight reflected the lanterns that had