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Of course, what the fat man said was true.
However, the way it was done was rather petty.
Su Yu knew that Steward Zhou was a person associated with Concubine Liu, who served Si Nanbo.
Aunt Liu placed him in Danzhou to keep an eye on Fan Xian, the illegitimate son of Fan Xian.
Su Yu glanced at it but ignored it.
His unlucky apprentice could handle this little matter with ease.
However, he was still somewhat curious.
This week, the steward has been making trouble for Fan Xian at every turn.
How did Fan Xian manage to control the domineering true energy within his body?
Inside the main courtyard.
Fan Xian and the fat butler exchanged a glance.
He wore a smile on his face, but inwardly he rolled his eyes. There are countless national treasures.
He always felt that one day he might not be able to hold back and would punch this fatso.
However, Butler Zhou is Butler Zhou.
Facing the old lady, Fan Xian remained as obedient as ever.
He stood honestly in front of the chair and recounted everything that had happened that day.
In particular, she took the initiative to take Mr. Su to buy items.
She also gave the gentleman a jar of wine as a gift.
The old lady nodded in approval after listening.
"It's good that you know how to respect your teachers!"
Then, he continued to ask Fan Xian what he had learned that day.
Fan Xian then repeated what his teacher had taught him.
Fan Xian stared blankly at the old lady in front of him.
He suddenly remembered something that happened when he was one year old.
He clearly remembered that the old lady had held him and cried one night.
"Child, blame your father."
"The poor little guy lost his mother not long after he was born."
His origins have always been a great mystery in Fan Xian's mind.
He was hunted down by the people of an entire city right after he was born.
To this day, all he knows is that his father was Fan Jian, the Earl of Sinan.
He knew nothing about his own mother.
Besides his mother's servant, Uncle Wuzhu.
But Uncle Wuzhu kept pretending not to recognize him.
Sigh, I wonder when I'll be able to unravel the mystery of my origins.
Meanwhile, Su Yu had already returned to her room.
While reviewing my studies, I also wrote my lesson plan for tomorrow's class.
The maid Dong'er stood aside, grinding ink for Su Yu.
Sisi went to make tea.
This girl is young, but she's clever.
Thinking that Mr. Su must have come back from the cold wind outside and wanted a cup of hot tea.
Su Yu looked at the two gentle and clever girls and nodded approvingly.
Just looking at Dong'er's rosy and tender face.
Her slender yet voluptuous figure was accentuated by her slightly forward-leaning posture.
However, it is quite inconsistent.
This aroused Su Yu's curiosity, and she blurted out the question.
"Dong'er, how old are you this year?"
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After Su Yu finished asking the question.
The composed and elegant young woman then stopped grinding the ink.
He first turned slightly to the side and respectfully bowed to Su Yu.
Then he answered in a very soft voice.
"In response to your question, sir."
"Dong'er is fifteen years old this year."
His tone was very gentle, but if you listened carefully, you could also hear a hint of nervousness.
Although Dong'er had been sent by the old lady to serve Mr. Su for two days.
But they would only say a few words like "Please have some tea, sir" when serving tea or water.
There wasn't much communication at other times.
The Fan family has always been strictly governed by rules.
If the master doesn't ask questions, the servants naturally wouldn't dare to speak up.
This was the first time she had a proper conversation with Mr. Su, and she was a little nervous.
Su Yu didn't seem to mind, simply nodding and smiling faintly.
Then, they asked a few more questions, one after another.
Most of it was just casual conversation.
Dong'er felt that Mr. Su was gentle and had a refined temperament.
Gradually, I became less nervous.
He even took the initiative to tell Su Yu about some interesting things he had encountered.
Su Yu held a book in her hand, occasionally glancing at the woman beside her out of the corner of her eye.
Su Yu used to study alone at home.
But no one grinds ink for him or keeps him company.
Moreover, she is a gentle and beautiful girl named 893.
It's always good to take a good look and feast your eyes.
A blush crept onto Dong'er's face.
Fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls are at the age when they are easily moved by spring.
What's more, he was facing such a gentle, kind, and exceptionally talented scholar.
The handsome and elegant young man entered the mansion.
It became the most stunning sight in the eyes of the maids in the mansion.
However, Su Yu was a tutor invited by the old lady to teach the young master, and was a distinguished guest.
Both the young master and the old lady held Mr. Su in high esteem.
Therefore, the maids dared not act presumptuously and never had any interaction with Mr. Su.
I would only occasionally pass by and see Mr. Su, and I would deliberately slow down my pace.
Afterwards, the girls huddled together and quietly chatted about Mr. Su.
Dong'er was naturally one of them.
After talking with Mr. Su today...
Dong'er's fondness for this refined gentleman grew even stronger.
A moment later, the maid Sisi came in carrying tea.
He poured the tea with swift and decisive movements.
"Sir, would you like a cup of hot tea?"
"A cool breeze just came out; are you alright, sir?"
Su Yu took the tea, smiled, and shook her head.
"How could it be so easy to get cold?"
Sisi nodded and smiled.
"Then sir, please have a cup of tea to quench your thirst."
Su Yu looked Sisi over carefully and smiled.
This girl is completely different from Dong'er.
Dong'er is gentle and somewhat shy, yet very considerate.
Sisi, however, is very well-behaved and adorable, and has a sharp mind.
Su Yu couldn't help but think of something and smiled.
These are just like Xiren and Qingwen.
The Fan family is quite something.
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