High-class maid

The end of the month arrived a few days later.

That evening, Shen Xing'er was packing her bags.

The maids' rooms weren't large, but only two people lived there, in bunk beds. In winter, they slept on the lower bunk, and in summer, they slept on the upper bunk. Only the maids in the old lady's courtyard had this privilege.

Like the maids' quarters in other courtyards, the cleaning maids lived in four-person rooms, which is why so many people wanted to work in the old lady's courtyard.

Xiyun saw Shen Xing'er packing her bags and came over to ask...

"Sister Xing'er, are you really going to the break room? I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect you to actually go! Why didn't you tell me? I only heard it from someone else."

Shen Xing'er said helplessly, "Why should I tell you? I don't seem to have any obligation to tell you."

"Aren't we best friends, Shen Xing'er? How could you bear to abandon me and go to that nice place! Haven't I been good enough to you? I helped you get meals, and I helped you take sick leave, but you quietly climbed the social ladder!"

Having good parents makes all the difference, unlike me, who is neither loved by my father nor my mother.

As Xiyun spoke, tears streamed down her face, making it seem as if Shen Xing'er had bullied her.

Shen Xing'er sneered inwardly.

"Hmph, now that you know I'm leaving, you've finally dropped the pretense and blurted out your true feelings. Just because I have parents who love me doesn't mean I should give in to you. Besides, haven't I been good enough to you?"

The pearl hairpins my mother bought me, were they one for each of us? The pastries my father bought me, were they shared? You give all your monthly allowance to your parents, and all your food and drink in the mansion is paid for with my money. Have I ever asked you for any? How have you treated me?

Xiyun panicked. Could it be that she knew everything? "I... I didn't mean that. I just felt so pathetic, and you haven't wanted to talk to me lately..."

Shen Xing'er said as she packed her bags.

“Your misfortune is not caused by me, it is your own fate. Fate is in your own hands. Instead of gossiping and sowing discord, you should cultivate your own heart.”

After saying that, he never looked at Xiyun again.

Actually, Shen Xing'er's anger wasn't without reason. The current Xi Yun wasn't that bad; she only knew how to sow discord and wouldn't dare do anything truly evil.

In the original story, she put laxatives in the old lady's afternoon tea and then framed Shen Xing'er, causing Shen Xing'er to be kicked out of the mansion.

Although the framing happened when Shen Xing'er was 13 years old, she is no longer the same Shen Xing'er. There will inevitably be a butterfly effect, so she needs to be more vigilant.

At dawn the next day, Shen Xing'er carried her luggage to another maid's room. Since the old lady usually drank tea at 7 AM, Shan Tao in the tea room had just gotten up when she arrived.

Shan Tao has a round face with two dimples when she smiles. Because her mother works as a cook in the old lady's small kitchen, she is often fed by her mother, making her chubby and cute.

When Shan Tao saw Shen Xing'er, she revealed two dimples and said...

"You must be Xing'er. I heard from Sister Danxue that we'll be working together in the tea room from now on. If you don't understand anything, just ask me, and I promise to answer everything I know!"

Seeing Shan Tao's adorable appearance, Shen Xing'er breathed a slight sigh of relief. It was rare to see someone so honest and cute.

Shan Tao doesn't have much presence in the original story; all we know is that she likes to eat, and her mother likes to feed her, so she must be easy to get along with.

Shen Xing'er quickly said, "Hello, Sister Shantao. Please forgive me if there's anything I don't understand in the future. This is a gift I brought for you."

As he spoke, he gave the pastries from Qianshansu to Shantao.

As the saying goes, cater to what one likes. Last night, Xing'er's father had two portions of pastries delivered to his daughter.

One portion was for Xing'er to eat herself, and the other was for Shan Tao. Her father had already inquired about Shan Tao's preferences.

"Is this Qianshansu's osmanthus cake? You actually bought it? You like osmanthus cake too? I like it too! We're really destined to meet! You're not at all like Xiyun said, who said you were difficult to get along with!"

Shan Tao blurted out everything like a floodgate of beans.