Mu Beiting remained silent, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Seeing that Mu Beiting started to waver, Ye Anxin continued to plead persistently, "Uncle, I'm begging you like this, please agree! I really don't want the housekeeper to be fired because of me; my conscience would never be at peace!"
Mu Beiting stared at Ye Anxin's small face for quite a while. Then his thin lips parted slightly, and he finally spoke, "Deduct one month's salary! If it happens again, he'll be fired directly!"
"Uncle, the housekeeper really did nothing wrong; there's no need to punish him! He's of such an old age and has to make money to support his family; it's really not easy for him. If you deduct a month's salary, how will his family manage this month? Uncle, uncle…!" Ye Anxin shook Mu Beiting's arm more vigorously, her coquettish tone and delicate voice making Pete at the side break out in goosebumps, but making Mu Beiting's bones melt.
