High-class maid

Song Wenyang came to his senses and said, "This person is staying at the same inn as me, and we both came from the capital. We are also about the same age, so I paid more attention to him."

Mr. Ouyang gave him a disbelieving look, but he knew that Song Wenyang was a cunning fellow and it was impossible to get anything out of him, so he didn't ask about the topic again.

"By the way, is your little cousin still at your residence?" Ouyang asked gossipily.

Upon hearing this, Song Wenyang nearly choked on his tea. He coughed twice and said, "Are you concerned about me or just laughing at me? What kind of cousin are we? What kind of relatives are we?"

Dean Ouyang rarely saw him put on a bad face, so he suppressed a laugh and replied, "You mustn't talk about a weak woman like that. You should know how to cherish a beautiful woman. By the way, has that Miss Lin come to see you?"

"That Miss Lin didn't come to the academy to see me, did she? You must make sure to send her away and not let her set foot in the academy," Song Wenyang instructed.

"Alright, alright, I know the numbers. You've reminded me so many times," Mr. Ouyang said casually, pouring himself another cup of tea.

"You must take this to heart. She has already forced me to stay at an inn. If my classmates from the academy find out, I won't be able to explain myself."

“But you can’t just keep hiding like this. Why don’t you think of a way to get her away?” Mr. Ouyang said suddenly in a serious tone.

"Let's discuss this later. If she continues to be so rude, then don't blame me for being impolite."

At this moment, in the Song residence in Jinling City, a young woman was reading a letter. If one ignored the anger on her face, one could see that the young woman had regular features. Although she was not particularly beautiful, she was not frightening either.

This was none other than the famous Miss Lin, Lin Xiangyu. After reading the letter, she angrily smashed her teacup on the ground and then roared...

"Hmph! Do you think I don't want to get close to him? My aunt keeps urging me, and that little rascal never gives me a chance. What can I do!"

The maid beside her didn't dare to breathe, afraid that Miss Lin would transfer her anger to her. Unfortunately, despite the maid's repeated attempts to make herself inconspicuous, Miss Lin still saw her.

"You, come here!" Lin Xiangyu pointed at her haughtily. The maid trembled in fright and slowly moved over with small steps.

Lin Xiangyu pinched her angrily. The maid winced in pain but dared not cry out. She just lowered her head and looked at her feet.

"What are you cowering for? If you come out like this, you'll embarrass the Song family!" Lin Xiangyu clearly considered herself a member of the Song family, constantly referring to the Song family.

"Take this letter and burn it."

The maid breathed a sigh of relief; it wasn't a beating after all. She happily replied, "Yes," and hurriedly took it out.

But instead of burning the letter in the kitchen, she hid it and only went for a quick stroll in the kitchen.

"Come here and help me with my makeup." The little maid had just entered the room when she heard Lin Xiangyu calling her. She hurried over and took the comb from Lin Xiangyu's hand.

"Do you think my cousin will like me?" Lin Xiangyu asked, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Miss, you are as beautiful as a flower, so beautiful that even the moon would blush and the flowers would be ashamed. Who wouldn't praise you as a beauty?" The maid looked at her ordinary face in the mirror and gave a false compliment.

Lin Xiangyu smiled with satisfaction, glancing at her face, and said, "Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you. Alright, let's go."

The maid didn't dare ask where she was going. She just lowered her head, picked up the food box from the table, and went out.

The two arrived at the entrance of the academy, where people were coming and going. The passersby on the street had already been attracted by the girl who was dressed like a peacock.

Lin Xiangyu felt no embarrassment whatsoever; in fact, she thought that everyone was attracted by her beauty.

She tilted her chin up and gestured for the maid beside her to knock on the door. The maid had no choice but to bite her lip and grit her teeth to knock on the door.

"Coming, coming." The pageboy's voice came from inside. He opened the door and saw Lin Xiangyu again. A look of impatience flashed across his face, but he quickly changed to a polite expression and asked...

"What brings you two here? Are you here to deliver something?"

Lin Xiangyu hurriedly tidied her hair, cleared her throat, and said, "I'm looking for Song..."

Before she could finish speaking, the pageboy's voice rang out again, "Oh, you're here to deliver something. Just give it to me." With that, he stretched out his hand.

The young maidservant tried to step forward and hand it over, but Lin Xiangyu grabbed her arm and continued...

"How come I didn't know that the academy set a rule that relatives are not allowed to visit?"

The young page said with a smile, "Miss, you must have misunderstood. With the annual examinations approaching, all the students are studying hard. As a woman, it would be better if I delivered the things to you myself."

"Yes, why would a woman like her insist on entering a school for all men?"

"Look at how fancy she's dressed, giving her gifts is just an excuse, her real intention is to attract attention."

"Yes, she's really inconsiderate. Everyone is studying, but she insists on going in and disturbing them."

"Why do we have to go to the academy? Who exactly is there at the academy?"

The whispers and criticisms reached Lin Xiangyu's ears. When had she ever been criticized like this before? She hardened her heart, and just as she was about to explode, the page finally spoke.

"come in."

As if she had heard heavenly music, she snatched the food box from the maid and swaggered inside, lifting her skirt.

She followed the page to the tea room, tidied her hair at the door, and pushed open the door in what she considered the most graceful posture.

"I wonder why Miss Lin keeps coming to see me again and again. What important matter could you possibly have that would make you risk your reputation to see me?"

Before Lin Xiangyu could even stand still, Song Wenyang's voice rang out. She looked in the direction of the voice, so engrossed in looking that she forgot to reply.

The man sitting opposite her was slowly pouring himself tea, his movements fluid and graceful. The blue teapot made his hands appear even whiter, and his long legs under the table were captivating.

"Why isn't Miss Lin speaking? Is something the matter?" Seeing her staring blankly at him, Song Wenyang felt even more irritated and subtly withdrew his leg.

I thought to myself, "Is it my fault that I have long legs?"

"Oh," Lin Xiangyu said, coming back to her senses. "It's like this, I was worried that my cousin wasn't eating well at the academy, so I specially brought you some chicken soup that I made, thinking it would help you recover."

After saying that, she walked over shyly and placed the lunchbox on the table.

Song Wenyang looked up at her and thought that her ordinary features paired with gorgeous clothes looked ridiculous.

He said, “When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it first tests their will, strains their muscles and bones, and starves their body. There are many classmates in the academy who are more impoverished than I am, so Miss Lin need not mention it again.”

Lin Xiangyu couldn't understand what Song Wenyang was saying, but she saw a handsome face moving in front of her. Her whole body flushed with pink, and she nodded.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to my cousin."