"Shh, what do you mean, mature women? That's something only those uncultured people outside the estate would say. If the steward hears you talking nonsense and behaving without decorum inside the estate, watch out or you'll get the rod. Hurry up, Sister Ping is still waiting for us to bring the flowers over. These flowers are for Old Madam's rooms, remember? Sister Ping serves at Old Madam's side and can even put in a few words before her now and then. With Sister Ping looking after you, no one in the estate will dare bully you. Sweeten your mouth when you see Sister Ping—you can only call her Sister Ping, not Aunt Ping. Last time, a newly arrived girl didn't know any better and called Sister Ping Aunt Ping. Sister Ping casually mentioned it to the steward, and that new girl was sent off to a farmstead outside Golden Crow City..."
The maid in the wheat-green dress stuck out her tongue. "Ah, I understand..."
"Hurry up..."
The two maids, carrying flower baskets, headed toward the residence along another small path.
He liked... mature women?
Zhang Tie had never expected such a "legend" to be circulating through the estate.
If everyone in the estate knew, then nearly everyone in Golden Crow City knew. And if Golden Crow City knew, then presumably all of You Province knew as well.
The two maids' words merely made Zhang Tie smile. He paid no attention to the rumors, since they would not cost him a single hair. Perhaps ever since Teacher Dai Na, he really had felt an inexplicable fondness for mature women. Linda was like that, Olina was like that, and Shabalina was like that. As for the Spencer Family catering to his tastes and sending Matiya to him back then, there was