Host, hold it in. Don't give yourself away. 444 was a little anxious too, but it was even more worried about the host's explosive temper.
"But she..." The steward hesitated.
Anyone could tell at a glance that this Su family's young lady was in poor health. She simply couldn't serve the Young Master. If the Fortress Lord and Madam asked about it later, what was he supposed to say?
Steward Shen was quite surprised.
He had thought the Young Master wouldn't choose anyone, but unexpectedly, he had chosen someone this time.
He glanced at the delicate-looking young lady at the doorway, frowned slightly, then bent at the waist and carefully suggested, "Young Master, why don't you choose two more?"
The steward hurriedly chimed in obsequiously, "That's right, Young Master. Choose a few more. These are all exceptional young ladies, skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. They can also sing, dance, and amuse you."
The other young ladies secretly raised their heads a little, revealing their beautiful faces.
They had never imagined that the one who would come out on top in the end would actually be Su Qiao, that sickly girl.
Now, they even suspected that she had deliberately started coughing as soon as she entered, intentionally trying to attract Young Master Ye's attention.
Some of them even began to imitate her, coughing softly as though they were so frail they might collapse at any moment.
Ye Shaoxuan's expression darkened at once. He turned his gloomy face around, and his gaze toward the steward was filled with murderous intent. "Do you need to decide my affairs for me?"
Sweat broke out on the steward's forehead. He hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands. "No, no, no. I was just worried that she wouldn't be able to serve you