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“Rongrong, there’s no rush with the chores here. Sir is in the study, please go and make sure no one disturbs him.”

“Ah, alright,” Rongrong efficiently finished wiping the area in front of her, folded the cloth, and headed to the study.

Although Rongrong was new, she took her work seriously, which was why Aunt Zhong had chosen her for the job.

The door to the study was open, and Rongrong stood guard outside it, having been instructed by Lin Gantang to do so with utmost seriousness, even though the villa rarely received visitors.

The villa was usually tranquil, but today happened to bring a visitor.

After half an hour had passed, Xiao Han, employed by the Wen family, arrived with several documents in her arms. Not seeing anyone as she entered the main building, she looked around and finally asked Uncle Peng, who had just finished tending to the flowers.

Uncle Peng said Mr. Wen was in the study, so she hurried upstairs.

When Xiao Han got to the study and saw Rongrong standing by the door, she didn’t pay much attention and attempted to walk in.

Rongrong stretched out her hand to stop her, pulling Xiao Han, who had one foot already inside, back out.

“What are you doing?” Xiao Han, still resentful that Aunt Zhong had chosen Rongrong over her, shook off her hand.

“Sir is busy, and Madam said no one should go in and disturb him.”

Xiao Han shook the folder in her hand, “I’m here to deliver documents, not to cause a disturbance intentionally. If you block me and delay the company’s business, are you going to take responsibility?”

The documents had been entrusted to her by Wen Rendong; she was there on official business, so she felt she had nothing to fear.

“Give them to me, or wait outside until Sir is free,” Rongrong still did not give way.

“You’re so stubborn; I’ve already said it’s important documents that can’t be delayed!” Xiao Han poked Rongrong’s head.

Rongrong glared at her, clearly not liking her words or actions. She was hardworking but not stupid, and retorted, “I remember you don’t have a driver’s license; you must have been brought here by the Wen family’s driver, right? Since the driver could come, you could have had him deliver the documents alone. Instead, you hold them like some treasure, rushing over here, haha.”

Xiao Han’s face darkened, her expression ugly, “What do you mean? If you have the guts, make yourself clear. Who are you implying with your snide remarks?”

“The guilty party speaks loudest,” Rongrong said. “Madam is in her room. Since the documents are so urgent, knock on the door and give them to her.”

“Mr. Wen is right here; it’s unnecessary to bother her,” Xiao Han tried to push past Rongrong.

Rongrong pulled her back with a swift move, causing Xiao Han to cry out in pain as her arm was twisted, “Let go, let go!”

Rongrong shoved her away, “Sorry, my wages are paid by Madam; I don’t listen to anyone else.”

“You!”

“You lasses are arguing again.” Aunt Zhong, carrying a tray with tea snacks, quickly glanced inside the study and, seeing that Wen Yanqing was wearing headphones and had not heard the commotion, sighed with relief.

She immediately handed the tray to Rongrong and snatched the folder from Xiao Han’s hands. Aunt Zhong grabbed her arm like a vise and dragged her downstairs, scolding, “Did you not listen to what I said last time? As hired workers, we should fulfill our duties for the paycheck. Are you here to make trouble instead?”

Aunt Zhong forcefully dragged her to the door on the ground floor and pushed her towards the exit, “What do you think this place is? I’m telling you, if today’s employer says you can’t enter the study, then you just can’t enter!”

“We just want to do our jobs quietly and get paid, and you come here acting like a hotshot?”

“I’ve received the documents, and I will pass them to Sir. Now, I want you to leave,” Aunt Zhong said.

Xiao Han’s cheeks burned with embarrassment, “Aunt Zhong, don’t talk nonsense. I’m not what you say I am; I’m just here to deliver documents!”

At that moment, a calm, unhurried female voice sounded from behind, “What documents? Hand them to me.”

Xiao Han turned around to see Lin Gantang coming downstairs in her pajamas, her heart tightening and palms sweating.