"Hmm, speak, what is it?" Zhu Yiping blocked the doorway but showed no intention of inviting him in.
Jian Shiqing felt extremely awkward but had no choice.
He had to muster his courage and say, "Young Master, when will the Young Master return Shiqing's maid to Shiqing?"
"Yours?" Hearing Jian Shiqing still referred to Jin Luoyin as his maid, Zhu Yiping was filled with anger.
"Who said she was your maid?"
Jian Shiqing's gaze deepened as he coldly said, "Many people in the manor saw the Young Master injure Shiqing and took advantage of the situation to take Mingzhu away. Is the Young Master trying to deny it?"
"Ha, deny it?" Zhu Yiping looked at Jian Shiqing's increasingly ashen face and suddenly felt quite satisfied. He looked at him disdainfully and sneered, "Do you think you are worthy? Look at yourself in the mirror, do you think you're worthy of Mingzhu?"
