The servant who just mentioned heating up food for Nan Sichen blushed slightly and said, "No, no, I didn't see anything. Please hurry and help Mr. Nan and the madam choose a few light dishes. Maybe we should prepare some pickles? I remember madam loves that sour pickle."
"Hey, were you just staring at Mr. Nan?" Another servant nudged her with an elbow.
"Stop it." The servant coquettishly twisted her body.
"Don't be shy. Which woman in Quanjiang City doesn't covet Mr. Nan? Why didn't you hug him just now? Maybe there could have been a chance. Oh my, he's truly too handsome."
"Psh, if it were anyone else, I would have lunged for a hug long ago. But that's Mr. Nan, what hug are you talking about? I don't want to lose this job, and I certainly don't want to leave Jiang City. Do you remember Xiaoxin? She was sent out of Jiang City immediately and will probably never be able to step into Jiang City again for the rest of her life."
