"Is that Mrs. Ruanâs daughter?" she asked, her fondness for ten-year-old girls naturally growing because of her own daughter.
"Yes, Jiaojiao, come here." Shu Jiao nodded with a smile, speaking of her daughter with a tender look in her eyes.
Ruan Jiaojiao let go of Ruan Haoâs hand and walked over, obediently greeting people as Shu Jiao directed.
Ruan Jiaojiao seemed to have a natural charm that made people who liked her like her immensely, even on the first meeting.
Mrs. Xin was just like that. She looked at Ruan Jiaojiao, who walked up to her and called her aunt, and immediately pulled her over, smiling as she said to Shu Jiao, "Mrs. Shu, youâve raised this child so well. I felt an instant connection. My daughter is ten this year; let Jiaojiao be good friends with her, okay?"
Ruan Jiaojiao could only nod.
It seemed that Mrs. Xin really liked Ruan Jiaojiao, holding her hand all the way, while Shu Jiao was slightly surprised, feeling reassured only when she saw Xiu Xi following Ruan Jiaojiao the whole time.
When Xu Miao came out of the kitchen carrying tea, she was met with the Ruan Family, who had been formally escorted in by the Jiang Family.
Yesterday, she knelt outside Xin Miaoâs door for the entire afternoon, until evening when Mrs. Xin finally pretended to notice her and allowed her to get up.
Of course, she didnât believe Mrs. Xinâs pretended ignorance. She was certain it was intentional, but there was nothing she could do about it. She was just there as a servant, serving as Xin Miaoâs nanny, and had to rely on them for a good future husband. So even if she had thoughts, she dared not express them.
And yesterday, she knelt for most of the day, her knees were swollen, and at midnight, her mother rolled an egg over them. She had to get up the next day to serve guests; she felt her days were truly hard.
But she didnât expect that in her bitter life, she would have to face such a humiliating scene.
She wore the Xin Familyâs standard servant uniform, carrying tea in her hands, while Ruan Jiaojiao, who came on the same train as them, walked in wearing a beautiful little dress, surrounded by people.
The boy she liked was also dressed so well, but as for herself...
Xu Miaoâs face flushed almost instantly as she watched Ruan Jiaojiao and the others enter, wishing she could find a hole to hide in.
She didnât even care about delivering the tea and turned to run back to the kitchen, but in her haste, she collided with another servant carrying tea.
The tea wasnât boiling but warm enough. As they collided, the tea splashed everywhere, followed by the clattering sound of cups falling.
The servant who was hit was so frightened that her face turned white, not caring about the shards that scratched her hand, she bent down, apologizing to people around while picking up the debris.
As for Xu Miao, she was so scared she stood still for a long time.
Today was Xin Miaoâs birthday party. Normally, breaking things would be inauspicious. Though Mrs. Xin was usually gentle and treated the servants and nannies well, even she couldnât help but look displeased at this moment.
Feng Yue hadnât expected Xu Miao to lose face like this. She was originally tending to guests on the other side and quickly trotted over, first giving Xu Miao a hard slap, then turning around to apologize to Mrs. Xin.