Chapter 527 - Pandemonium (1/2)

The boy servant that was following behind the eldest young master twitched his mouth. He also subconsciously widened his eyes, as he felt that the young master’s words didn’t sound like anything decent.

Did he intend to lead the little lady onto a crooked path?

Yet, the little stoic felt that Eldest Qin’s argument was quite reasonable for once. That’s right, it was best to deal with them once and for all, or else it would be too troublesome. Every time the poison wore off after three days, she would have to scatter it again the next time she encountered their yapping.

She nodded, and just as she was about to speak, she heard an impa.s.sive voice suddenly b.u.t.ting in. “Eldest Brother need not be troubled to bring her. I will accompany her to the convention.”

Eldest Qin pursed his lips and swept a glance at Second Young Master Qin, who was ambling over. He complained irritably, “Why do you have to fight with me over everything? You’re always everywhere, just like a ghost!”

“It’s not that I want to fight with Eldest Brother over something. Rather, Mu Xiao Bao was part of my court’s staff from the beginning. I hope that Eldest Brother will not interfere too much.”

Eldest Qin’s expression instantly sank. “Don’t forget, I was the one who ordered the maidservant recruitment at the beginning, while you’re the one who stuck a foot into this matter. It’s entirely right and proper for me to take back what’s mine.”

“Who’s yours!” Qiao Mu and Second Qin rebuffed in unison.

Qiao Mu even turned around brusquely to leave the gazebo.

Meanwhile, the maternal young miss Yang Fengyan standing on the side had been treated as invisible and totally ignored by the two young masters the entire time. Her eyes burned with rage, and her entire body trembled from fury.

Suddenly, she shouted angrily, “Are you both done yet?” and the three people’s gazes simultaneously turned towards her. Qiao Mu also stalled her footsteps.

“You both quarrel over this little b*tch every day. Today, I’ll punish this b*tch in Aunt’s stead for the both of you!” Yang Fengyan was so jealous that she was about to go crazy.

When she finished speaking, she drew out a whip and thrashed it at Qiao Mu’s small face.