Jiang Ruoshui stood up and kicked Guiyu:
"You wretched maid! Just because you were jealous, you dared to lay hands on the eldest young miss? Who gave you the nerve?
Someone, drag this wretch away and beat her to death."
Ying Xuejie stepped in to smooth things over:
"Now that everything is clear, I'll make it up to Huihui properly.
Let's put this matter behind us."
Song Yaoyao gave a mocking laugh:
"What a fine move-sacrificing a pawn to save the king, striking first to seize the advantage!"
Ying Xuejie's expression stiffened, and he asked:
"What do you mean, miss?"
The mockery on Song Yaoyao's face deepened as she said:
"Exactly what I said.
Master Ying, after so many years navigating the business world, surely you can see it?
Guiyu was only a foot soldier. Someone else was the real mastermind behind this.
It's not that you can't see it. You want to shrink a major matter into a minor one, then make the minor one disappear.
You're making your own daughter swallow this injustice in silence.
Have you never considered that doing this will only fan the flames of the person behind it?"
Ying Xuejie's expression darkened.
Jiang Ruoshui stiffened her neck and said:
"The master has already been very merciful. He didn't even have the eldest young miss put to death for being a monster..."
Song Yaoyao cut Jiang Ruoshui off:
"You believed it just because other people called Miss Ying a monster?
You're her family, yet you joined outsiders in slandering her like that?
Did you personally examine her body? Did you see for yourselves that it was really as the rumors claimed?"
Jiang Ruoshui was at a loss for words. Only after a moment did she say:
"That's what everyone outside has been saying..."
"You believed