The maid said difficultly, "Young mistress, the young master said if you don't drink, he'll deduct my salary for a month..."
Mo Lan had no relatives, Qi Ruigang couldn't use her family to threaten her.
So he would exploit Mo Lan's kindness, frequently using the people around her as a threat.
Either deducting the maids' salary, or punishing them with no food for three days.
Mo Lan utterly despised his threats but felt helpless.
"Just leave it here, you can go," she said, putting down the newspaper in resignation.
The maid happily replied, "Young mistress, you must drink it. Then I'll take my leave."
After the maid left, Mo Lan picked up the bowl and headed towards the flower pot by the door.
"What are you doing?" Qi Ruigang's voice suddenly sounded behind her.
Mo Lan paused slightly, turning to say indifferently, "I don't need to drink this, so I'm pouring it out."
Qi Ruigang strode up to her in several big steps.
