Guagua: [Host, were you just cursing me? You don't have to answer. I could already tell from your expression! Host, you're getting more and more cowardly. This won't do...]
There was no need to endure what could no longer be endured. Just as Song Yaoyao was about to explode, she heard a woman's voice downstairs:
"Have you seen my young lady? Has anyone seen my young lady?
"Waaah, miss, miss, where are you?
"..."
Song Yaoyao looked downstairs and saw a woman dressed as a maid, holding two skewers of candied hawthorn. As she asked everyone where her young lady had gone, she began to cry with worry.
Many people shook their heads.
Others asked:
"Miss, don't cry just yet. What color is your young lady wearing? Does she have any distinguishing features?"
"My young lady is wearing a yellow skirt and top today, with a yellow cloak over them.
"She sent me to buy candied hawthorn, and when I came back, she was gone.
"Have you seen my young lady?
"Waaah..."
Song Yaoyao: [Guagua, you saw what's happening downstairs, right? Where did that young lady go?] Guagua: [Someone sold her.] Song Yaoyao: [What? Sold her? Did that young lady run into human traffickers? Guagua, what exactly happened? Hurry up and tell me.] Guagua: [All right, Host.]
As Guagua finished speaking, a pretty, vivacious young woman appeared on the screen above Song Yaoyao's head.
Yan Xuefei
``` Guagua continued: [The young woman in the video is the person that maid downstairs is looking for.
She's Yan Xuefei, the daughter of Yan Jiming's principal wife. He's a Subordinate Fifth Rank Scholar of the Institute for the Advancement of Literature. The girl downstairs is her maid, Yanzhi.
The two of them sneaked out today. Yan Xuefei got into