Shen Qinglan spoke calmly, "Would Mr. Zhuang allow me to see the second young lady?"
Mr. Zhuang hesitated for a moment, but eventually called a maid from the mansion to take Shen Qinglan over.
Cold wind swept from above, causing the tree branches burgeoning with new buds to sway lightly.
The maid led Shen Qinglan along the path to the side courtyard, stopping in front of a small, rundown yard overgrown with weeds.
The maid brushed herself off, "Miss, the second young lady is inside."
Shen Qinglan did not expect such a dilapidated yard to exist within the luxurious Zhuang Mansion. "Does your second young lady usually stay here?"
The young maid nodded indifferently, "Yes."
Shen Qinglan remained silent as the maid tactfully stepped forward to knock on the door.
After a short while, a simply dressed, pale-faced little maid opened the door.
Shen Qinglan frowned. How could there be such a discrepancy among the maids in the Zhuang Mansion?
