The boss of the end of the world wears a red building, if you don't agree, just hold it

For a moment, there was a lot of crying in the green gauze cupboard, and it seemed that the old lady was about to be attracted over. Qingwen looked at the ancestors in the room, and she was so anxious that she tried to coax one and persuade that, and was very busy.

But Jia Baoyu and Xiren were both angry, and Zhao Yurou was determined to add fuel to the fire, and no one listened to her.

Qingwen was at a loss of what to do. "I don't care about you guys anymore. You can make a scene however you want. I don't care."

After she finished speaking, she wanted to lift the curtain and go out, but she was afraid that something really might happen, so she could only sit down angrily and look at Jia Baoyu and Xiren like black-eyed chickens.

Sometimes I feel helpless, and sometimes I feel a little puzzled.

What's wrong with Madam Hua today? She lost her composure and started arguing with Baoyu because of such a new maid.

You know, usually they were the only ones who quarreled with her, so today they were just seeing something strange.

In just a moment, the anger in Jia Baoyu and Xiren's hearts had almost subsided. They looked at each other, not knowing how to start the conversation.

Qingwen suddenly laughed, clapped her hands and said, "I finally saw a good show today. I've even thought of a name for it. Do you want to hear it?"

Jia Baoyu gave her a displeased look, but Qingwen was not afraid at all and said directly: "The name of this play is - Silly Baoyu vs. Virtuous Xiren."

"You..." Jia Baoyu didn't have the energy to argue with her. He sighed and sat down. He looked at Zhao Yurou and said, "From now on, you will serve in the room. If the old lady and the lady ask about it, just say it was my idea and it has nothing to do with you. If you want to be beaten or punished, just go to me."

Zhao Yurou was delighted. She glanced at Xiren while wiping her tears and said, "My life is even less valuable than flowers, plants, insects and fish. You don't have to make such a fuss for me. If the old lady and the mistress knew about it, you would be scolded for it. How could I live with it?"

Jia Baoyu couldn't bear to see her look so pitiful with such low self-esteem, and her words made him feel bitter. He lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of scaring the poor and helpless girl, "Don't think like that. I always say that every girl is a priceless treasure. Don't complain about yourself. You should know that depression is harmful to your health. You are weak to begin with, what will you do if something happens to you?"

Qingwen curled her lips, and a hint of disgust appeared on her smart and pretty face, but she didn't say anything.

At this moment, Xiren realized that she had fallen into Zhao Yurou's trap. Zhao Yurou pretended to be pitiful in front of Baoyu and let Baoyu fight for her, while she herself was sitting on the Diaoyutai with only a few tears. It was really vicious.

But Xiren had already lost this battle. There was no point in saying more. It would only create a rift between her and Baoyu. It would be better to let it go for now and find an opportunity in the future to let Zhao Yurou see her abilities.

Among all the maids in the Rongguo Mansion, except Yuanyang who was beside the old lady and Ping'er who was beside Second Madam Lian, there was Xiren.

Although on the surface she is still the head maid in Baoyu's room, everyone knows that in fact, she has long been the designated concubine. Since Zhao Yurou dares to play tricks on her, she will let this little girl know what it means that there can't be two tigers in one mountain.

Xiren thought so, wiped the tears from her face, and said submissively: "I was also anxious for the moment, afraid that the old lady and the master and his wife would know and scold the second master, so I lost my temper like this. I hope the second master will not be angry with me for my painstaking efforts."

After all, Xiren had been with Jia Baoyu for several years, and was given to her by the old lady. Even he had to call Xiren "Sister" on weekdays. How could he really be stubborn and not give her this face?

As Xiren gave in, Jia Baoyu took advantage of the situation and said, "Sister, what are you talking about? How could I not know your painstaking efforts? I was a little impatient just now and said some nonsense. Sister, please don't take it to heart."

Xiren curled her lips, "How can I really be angry with Second Master? As long as Second Master is well, I would be willing to die immediately."

Jia Baoyu smiled and said, "If my sister dies, I will become a monk."

Qingwen couldn't help laughing. Seeing him start to talk nonsense again, she knew that the matter was over. "Okay, okay, you guys are done. I should go and do my own thing. I still have a lot of things to do. I'm just busy trying to stop the fight."

Jia Baoyu and Xiren looked at each other and laughed.

Seeing that Jia Baoyu's attention was drawn to Xiren, Zhao Yurou said unwillingly, "I was really frightened by the way Second Master and Sister Xiren acted just now. I was afraid that because of me, Second Master and Sister Xiren would have a rift, and that would be my fault."

Seeing that she was staggering and seemed unable to stand, but still worried about him, Jia Baoyu's heart softened and he quickly pulled her to sit down, pouring her tea and handing her some fruit and snacks.

Xiren's eyes were sore, and she stepped forward to take the teapot from Jia Baoyu's hand, "Little ancestor, give it to me quickly, be careful not to burn yourself, I will pour tea for my sister."

Zhao Yurou said in panic, "No, how can I let Second Master and Sister pour tea for me? I can't bear it."

Jia Baoyu gave the teapot to Xiren and said with a smile: "What's the big deal? You are not feeling well. Your sister Xiren is kind-hearted. It's okay to ask her to pour you a cup of tea."

Zhao Yurou smiled then, looking at Xiren a little embarrassedly, "Thank you very much, sister. When I recover, I will serve you tea and water every day."

She smiled gently, but the provocation and pride in her eyes were not concealed at all, and only Jia Baoyu, a slow-witted fool, could not see it.

Xiren's hand froze, and she almost poured the boiled water on Zhao Yurou's hand, which frightened her so much that she turned pale and looked at Xiren in fear: "Sister..."

Xiren quickly put down the teapot and looked at her hand. "Oh, you didn't get burned, did you? It's all my fault. I was busy packing up things for the Second Master this morning and forgot to eat. Now I'm standing for so long that I feel dizzy. I almost hurt you. I really deserve to die."

Jia Baoyu wanted to say something to Xiren, asking her to be more careful, but when he heard this, he swallowed his words. He touched the back of Zhao Yurou's hand and said, "What your sister Xiren said is true. She is in charge of everything in this room, big and small. It is common for her to forget to eat when she is busy. Fortunately, no one is hurt. You are sisters, so forgive her this time."

Zhao Yurou glanced at Xiren cautiously, as if she were some kind of ferocious beast, and then quickly lowered her head. The back of her neck was white and slender, and now she was in front of Jia Baoyu. "I don't blame my sister. When I entered the mansion, I heard that sister Xiren was very capable. At that time, I thought, I would be as capable as sister Xiren one day. But my body is not good, and I don't know how many more years I can live. I'm afraid..."

"Nonsense." Jia Baoyu held her hand tightly and said confidently, "Now that you are in the mansion, you can live in luxury and afford all kinds of medicine. I will definitely make you live a hundred years."

Zhao Yurou raised her head slightly, her eyes were bright, Jia Baoyu saw his own shadow in them, "I believe in you, Second Master."

Xiren watched as their heads got closer and closer, almost touching each other. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Zhao Yurou raise her head and say carefully and seriously, "But I have something to remind my sister."

Xiren was stunned, "What?"

Zhao Yurou glanced at Jia Baoyu and said thankfully, "Sister, you should eat well. You almost hurt me today, but that's not a big deal. If you accidentally hurt the Second Master someday, how will you explain to the old lady?"

After saying this, she didn't wait for Xiren to speak, but looked at Jia Baoyu, her face flushed with shame, and her tone was not without worry, "If I hurt Second Master, my heart will be broken."

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