Chapter 132
As soon as the two met, before Zofia could even say anything, she saw Centaurea peering into Zofia's room with a scrutinizing look.
"What are you looking at so randomly?"
After staring at her for a while, Zofia finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Let's get this straight, okay? You're asking me, 'Miss, where am I supposed to sleep? How about you let me sleep in your bed? I've never slept in such a nice bed before. As for where you should go, Miss, I'll put some newspapers down for you so you can sleep on the floor.' I won't agree to that kind of request, okay?"
"Mean."
Centaurea muttered something before saying, "I just wanted to see if I had ruined your plans, Miss, or interrupted your time playing with the little servant. I just knocked on the door; did it really scare you like that?"
"Who would look for something like that!"
Zofia was so angry that she wanted to reach out and grab Centaurea's ear.
"Oh, you didn't look for it? Then what are you fiddling with in your room, Miss?"
Centaurea looked up and glanced at Zofia's blonde hair. Hmm, silky and smooth, she probably wasn't asleep yet.
Looking down again, he glanced at Zofia's pajamas. Hmm, she'd probably been in the room for quite a while.
Finally, I took a closer look at Zofia, who was slightly out of breath, with a flushed face, and even a hint of guilt and embarrassment...
"Oh, I understand."
Centaurea suddenly realized what was happening, lowered her head, and apologized, "I'm sorry to have bothered you, Miss."
Zofia: "?"
No? What do you know?
"I can understand. After all, I heard that you raised the two sisters of the Lumen Family all by yourself, which is why you have the air of a wife at such a young age. Now that the two sisters have finally grown up, it is only natural that you can finally release the pressure that has accumulated over the years."
"??? No! I already told you, what are you trying to understand?!"
"Then I'll be going, young lady. But I should remind you, even if you're doing handicrafts, you should at least remove your nail polish first—"
"Come back here! Shut up!"
Zofia spent half an hour explaining to prove that she had neither hired any male servants nor done any handicrafts.
'But Miss, you haven't seemed to deny at all that you've been under a lot of pressure, have you?'
Centaurea muttered to herself.
Whether Zofia hired a male servant or did any handicrafts... Centaurea didn't really care.
Centaurea only cared that her ear was being pulled quite hard.
The reason was that when Centaurea turned around and was about to leave with an expression of understanding, tolerance, and empathy, it was because...
Zofia got impatient, grabbed Centaurea's ear, dragged her into the room, and then lectured her for half an hour.
"I think you've gotten too used to being a mother, Miss. You're using the same methods you used to educate the two sisters from the Lumen Family on me."
"Besides, you made the same face when you mocked my small breasts before, and I just returned the favor. Why are you so upset?"
"Wait a minute, it can't be that you, Miss, still have those old-fashioned ideas, right? That if someone sees your body, you'll start whining and saying you'll never get married?"
'That makes sense, then, why the young lady got so agitated earlier.'
'After all, this kind of old-fashioned thinking really does place the greatest emphasis on one's reputation and honor...'
However, Centaurea then realized that she didn't need to guess, did she?
There's someone... uh... I think there's a god? That would definitely make things clearer.
So Centaurea wondered to herself, 'Could this young lady really be like that?'
Let me check.
Chen Ran's voice echoed in Centaurea's mind: 'Oh, I found it, it's true.'
'Wow... Young Miss, are you some kind of ancient relic from another era?'
Centaurea sighed inwardly.
She just killed a nobleman who thought, "Even if I'm the next one to die, it doesn't stop me from continuing to play with women?" But when she came back, she found an old relic.
The contrast is truly...
But it's all good, at least it shows that Centaurea didn't trust the wrong person or kill the wrong person.