Mr. Ye’s Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious

Chapter 629: The Suspicious New Servant

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In times like these, people often turn to faith. Especially after Ye Shaochen’s suggestion, the people in the room seemed to found a direction.

Old Master Ye looked at Ye Shaochen but didn’t speak.

Ye Shaochen continued, “Grandma was talking about inviting a high monk. Since she fell ill first, it’s even more fitting to have the monk come and dispel any evil spirits.”

“I’ve lived in this residence for decades and have never heard of such superstitions. You might need to check your brain at the hospital,” Old Master Ye scolded sternly.

Old Master Ye was a materialist and had always despised such superstitions.

After being reprimanded, Ye Shaochen didn’t dare to respond.

But others in the room said, “Sir, maybe Master Shaochen is right. Why else would all these crows come out of nowhere?”

“Yeah, sir, so many people fell ill without reason. We’re all scared. Having a high monk might help us feel at ease.”

Then, Ye Minghang, who had been silent, spoke, “If Mom wants it, let’s invite a high monk. It might help people feel more at ease, whether it works or not.”

Old Master Ye frowned and turned to Ye Nanshen, “Nanshen, what do you think?”

Rong Qi and Ye Nanshen exchanged glances. He replied indifferently, “Whatever.”

“Then handle it yourselves. Just don’t let people wander around, especially don’t disturb Rong Qi treating Ye Rong,” Old Master Ye said before leaving.

Ye Shaochen clenched his fists in secret. He thought, ‘I’m the next head of the Ye family. Why did even such a minor issue require Ye Nanshen’s opinion? I struggled to gain the trust and recognition that came so easily to Ye Nanshen. One day, I’ll be stronger than Ye Nanshen.’

Ye Shaochen left with a cold aura, followed by Ye Nanshen and Rong Qi.

Mrs. Hong felt there was something sinister about the sudden illnesses and suggested inviting a high monk for a possible exorcism. She proposed to Ye Nanshen, “Sir, for safety, shall I take Madam back to Clearcreek Mansion? Right now, Ye Rong’s treatment isn’t changing, and Rong Qi doesn’t need to be here.”

Ye Nanshen thought it was a good idea.

But before he could respond, Rong Qi said, “It’s a critical time for Ye Rong. If something happens in my absence, it’ll be too late. I’ll stay. I won’t go anywhere these days, so it should be fine.”

Unable to persuade Rong Qi, Mrs. Hong agreed but became more vigilant and observant.

The next morning, Rong Qi, just out of bed, saw a maid wiping the railings. She watched her with a furrowed brow.

The maid, noticing Rong Qi’s gaze, put down her cloth and smiled, “Madam, I’m Xiao Yue, usually working in the courtyard. The maid responsible for indoors, Xin Xin, is sick today, so I’m filling in.”

Rong Qi nodded, “I understand. You can leave now. The upstairs has dedicated staff, no need for you here.”

“Yes, I’ll leave right away,” Xiao Yue said, lifting her bucket and descending the stairs. Her strong physique and light steps caught Rong Qi’s attention, prompting her to follow..