"Don't be so pessimistic." Rong Ruiyuan suppressed his disgust as he stepped forward to grab her large hand. He had no idea how the servant girls here were serving her; the moment he got close, a foul odor hit his face.
Cai Hua was not here. Otherwise, she would have cried foul. With such a massive body, even squirming around was difficult for Gu Antong. If she wanted to wash up, how much water could a single servant girl possibly carry?
The cleaning women who originally worked in this courtyard had long used silver coins and connections to transfer elsewhere. Now, Cai Hua was the only servant girl bustling inside and out. Gu Antong's current state was already the result of her utmost effort.
Gu Antong stared at his hand in a daze. Her hand currently rested on her thigh, but Rong Ruiyuan was only holding two of her fingers.
