"Chengyu, how could you..." Guizhi gritted her teeth in anger. She trusted the clever and sensible Chengyu immensely, even gave her fifty more taels of silver, and shared her plans to leave with Chengyu alone.
Wei San's heart sank slowly; it seemed they wouldn't escape today. Whether they would be captured by the Imperial Dragon Guards or executed on the spot was uncertain. Unfortunately, he hadn't had the chance to marry her yet.
The maid named Chengyu wore a mocking smile, saying, "What, disappointed? But you've disappointed me too."
Guizhi furiously said, "Where have I treated you badly? Arranging a marriage for you, ensuring you'll become the manager's wife one day, giving you the highest monthly allowance, why can't you be content?"
