"Got it, why don't you come in and join the fun?" Huang Wude asked excitedly, hearing the maid's inquiry at the door.
"You and Madam share such deep affection, how could a servant like me butt in?" The maid's voice faltered as she hurried away.
In my heart, I was puzzled by the Wind Spirit Manor maids' state, which seemed as lowly as ancient house slaves. "Senior Huang, why do the girls in the manor bow and scrape to Yuan Hong?"
"Don't call me Senior, call me hubby, or even a nice brother," Huang Wude took the opportunity to make a little verbal gain.
It wasn't painful nor harmful, just a few jokes, yet he always managed to make me feel uneasy inside.
I couldn't deal with his behavior, my face darkened as I warned, "Huang! Wu! De!"
Mess with me again, and I'm really going to beat the weasel!
To the point his mom wouldn't recognize him...
