Tang Yanqi looked at her. She knew this maid, one of the three servants specifically responsible for taking care of Mr. Sheng.
Everyone who works as a servant at the Sheng Family's old house is professionally trained. They wouldn't make common mistakes, let alone such serious ones. It must have been a genuine mistake.
Right now, Sheng Jianan is like a lion with its hair bristling. Given his status, it would be effortless for him to ruin such a small maid, and Tang Yanqi had no doubt he would do it.
Sheng Jianan, who helped her vent her anger for Mr. Sheng, could go that far; let alone this time, when Mr. Sheng was truly hurt, which is Sheng Jianan's greatest weakness.
The maid kneeling on the ground was like a servant girl in feudal society who had committed a wrongdoing, continuously kowtowing and apologizing, the dull thuds echoing down the quiet hospital corridor.
