46: Chapter 46 The Young Master’s Anger
46 -46 The Young Master’s Anger
Having descended the stairs, he sharply ordered everyone to assemble in the living room.
Soon, the butler led roughly a dozen servants all standing in the living room, waiting for his dispatch.
“Young Master, do you have any orders?” she asked respectfully as she stepped forward.
Rong Shaoze sat on the sofa, his hair messily wild, his face filled with a cold ferocity.
“Who is responsible for cooking meals in the kitchen?” he asked coldly.
A middle-aged woman tremulously stepped forward, raising her hand.
“Your two months’ wages, all deducted, and if you don’t like it, get lost!”
The middle-aged woman felt this punishment was utterly unwarranted, but she dared not object and could only nod in acceptance before carefully retreating back to the ranks.
“Who was on duty tonight?!”
Two other maids, trembling, raised their hands.
Rong Shaoze sneered coldly at them, “You two, pack your things immediately and get out.
After dawn, I don’t want to see you here again!”
“Young Master!” a girl exclaimed, lifting her head in shock, “What exactly did we do wrong, why are you driving us away?!”
Who was Rong Shaoze, since when did he have to explain his decisions to her?
His mouth twisted slightly, his eyes darkening as the butler immediately barked, “Shut up!
If the Young Master tells you to leave, you leave immediately, without any dissent!”
“Say one more word of nonsense, and you won’t even get severance!”
The girl immediately fell silent.
Weeping and wailing, the two turned and ran off to pack their belongings.
Rong Shaoze stood up, his piercing gaze sweeping over the remaining servants.
Each of them kept their heads down, silent as cicadas in winter, fearing they might be the next to suffer misfortune.
After surveying the room, Rong Shaoze said ominously, “Remember your status, you are just servants of the Rong Family.
Anyone who doesn’t stay in their place and do what they’re supposed to do will face consequences far worse than simply leaving, have I made myself clear?!”
“Yes!” they responded in unison.
Rong Shaoze snorted, then strode arrogantly upstairs.
He didn’t visit Lin Xinlan’s room again, and Lin Xinlan had a good night’s sleep.
The next day when coming downstairs, Lin Xinlan could feel the tension in the air.
As Rong Shaoze ate, his face was expressionless; his discontent made everyone even more cautious.
They were all clueless as to why the Young Master had flown into a rage the previous night.
The Young Master’s temper made them uncomfortable; they wanted to understand the reason so they wouldn’t inadvertently anger him again without knowing.
Rong Shaoze had gone to the company, and the butler found an opportunity to approach Lin Xinlan, who was watching TV.
“Young Madam, may I disturb you for a few minutes?”
This was the first time the butler had addressed her with such respect.
Lin Xinlan smiled faintly, replied indifferently, “Please, don’t stand on ceremony.
Butler, whatever your query, just ask, and spare no formalities.”
The butler’s face struggled to maintain composure as she forced a stiff smile, “Young Madam can call me Old Gu.”
Lin Xinlan rested her gaze on the television, not engaging in conversation, creating a somewhat awkward silence, and Old Gu felt her cheeks stiffen even more.
Young Madam, I wanted to ask, do you know why the Young Master was angry last night?
Er, what I mean is, you were with him at that time and must have known what happened to upset him so.”
As she asked this, even Old Gu’s perennially icy face couldn’t help but turn red.
Normally she was cold towards Lin Xinlan, never paying her much attention.
Who would have known, there would come a day when she would have to swallow her pride and seek Lin Xinlan’s help.
Lin Xinlan did not embarrass her and after thinking a bit, she said, “I also don’t know why he got angry, he took one sip of porridge and then smashed the bowl and stormed off, without saying a word.”