For several consecutive days, no one came to disturb Jiang Lai.
Then suddenly one night, after being quiet for several days, Little Buding suddenly spoke up.
"Have you noticed how lively the General Mansion has been lately?"
"Mm, Miss Yue mentioned that there's something being prepared in the mansion."
Little Buding couldn't help but ask her.
"Aren't you curious about what they're busy with? I know."
Meaning you can ask me, making me seem more important and useful.
But Jiang Lai casually replied with indifference.
"It's even bigger than the commotion when Tie Yi got married. Besides that old lady, who else in the mansion would deserve such treatment? Considering the age, she's likely turning sixty soon, her birthday should be in a couple of days."
"..."
Little Buding fell silent.
Damn Jiang Lai, whose head is filled with calculations, shaking it makes the sound of abacus beads, there's no satisfaction in teasing someone like her, no sense of accomplishment at all.
