Uncle Meng quickly put down his cup, wiped his mouth, and looked at Ms. Tao, "What are you doing?"
Ms. Tao pointed at Shu Yu in frustration and said, "Didn't you hear what she just said?"
"Say, say what?" Uncle Meng didn't quite understand.
Ms. Tao was so angry she almost swooned, "She called Yunzheng 'Yun'—is that something someone who works for him should call him?"
Saying this, she looked up at Shu Yu and sneered, "Miss, don't you understand propriety? Yunzheng is the master; you should be calling him 'Sir.' Is this behavior because you regard yourself as the mistress? Do you know that Yunzheng is engaged?"
Uncle Meng was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly.
Shu Yu was also taken aback, then slowly glanced at herself, quickly realizing the misunderstanding.
She chuckled as she removed the cloak. Though the clothes beneath were not particularly bright, they were still exquisite and good-looking.
