She Became A Downfall Noble Lady

Ye Xinyan felt very uncomfortable with her hand being held by someone so unfamiliar and with unclear intentions. She wanted to make another bow to free herself from Zhou Biyao’s clutches. However, before she could act, Second Miss Zhou moved quicker, stepping forward and embracing her arm.

Ye Xinyan really could no longer maintain her composure and said awkwardly, "Miss Zhou, this coarse clothing of mine, if it were to rub and fray the fine silk of your dress, wouldn’t that be regrettable?"

Zhou Biyao, gripping Ye Xinyan’s arm and walking towards the Great Crane House, laughed and said, "Sister is so beautiful. I shall gift you several silk dresses. Once sister wears those, I’m afraid no woman in Yuyuan Prefecture could surpass you in beauty."

This Second Miss of the Zhou family was much more difficult to deal with than Liang Wanqiu of the Liang family, and Ye Xinyan was starting to feel overwhelmed.

Ye Xinyan gestured to Nanny Jin to go back and look after the business. It would be best if Nanny Jin, who managed the small eatery, didn’t get entangled in these matters.

While seemingly casually following Zhou Biyao, she glanced at Nanny Liu. Nanny Liu, with your high status and broad knowledge, it’s best if you handle such a difficult character. My nanny’s status can’t compare to yours, so we can only keep our distance.

Nanny Liu, seeing Ye Xinyan being entangled by someone else, secretly smirked. The Miss Zhou of the Zhou family was quite rare indeed. Who knew what she was thinking, to lower her status so freely to make contact with Lady Qi. Given Lady Qi’s current position, it really wouldn’t do to struggle too much with Second Miss Zhou.

Nanny Liu advanced two steps without drawing attention, positioned herself slightly ahead to the side of Ye Xinyan and Zhou Biyao, and said to Ye Xinyan, "Young Lady, be careful. Miss Zhou’s status is prestigious— the sour juice that splashed on your clothes in the back kitchen of the snack shop, make sure it doesn’t stain Miss Zhou’s dress."

Sour juice? What is that? Zhou Biyao involuntarily loosened her grip.

Ye Xinyan pulled her arm back, sidestepped, and looked at her clothes with frustration, "Look at my crude nature. In my joy at seeing Miss Zhou, I forgot all manners. If it weren’t for Nanny’s reminder, I might have soiled your clothes with kitchen condiments, which would have been an egregious breach of etiquette."