Snow Qianwu had been listening attentively for a while and had sensed that something was amiss. Qiange was usually very close to her third sister, but after waking up from being beaten, her attitude suddenly changed. And the behavior of the third sister also seemed a bit different from usual. Could it be that there was really some hidden truth behind the borrowing of the hairpin?
Thinking like this, Snow Qianwu remained composed and smiled, saying, "Look at me, I almost forgot. The third sister has been here for so long, why is she still standing? Normally, she would sit down directly upon arrival. Why so polite today? Xique, help the third miss to sit down."
Snow Qiandai took Xique's hand and sat down, saying with a hint of grievance, "As soon as I arrived today, the second sister set rules for me. How could I dare to sit down without permission?"
"Third sister, you really know how to tease me," Qiange chuckled softly. "Although I am the mistress of this room, the eldest sister holds the highest status. If the third sister had first respectfully invited the eldest sister to sit down, the eldest sister, being kind-hearted, would naturally allow the third sister to sit as well. This simple principle is understood by any servant, so how could the third sister, who is familiar with the rules of etiquette, not understand? By saying this, isn't the third sister mocking me? I am not someone who doesn't understand manners or the distinction between seniority and inferiority."
Snow Qiandai's face turned pale and her smile almost disappeared.
Snow Qianwu was amazed. She had never expected that her Qiange would have such eloquence, leaving her speechless.
Snow Qiandai tried to calm the anger in her heart, telling herself to endure for now. It was not the time to confront these two despicable women. They still had their uses. She and her mother could play good cop, bad cop to control them.
Snow Qianwu was fortunate. She had been betrothed to her cousin from her aunt's family since she was three years old. Her aunt's family held high positions in the capital, and her grandmother and father attached great importance to this marriage. She and her mother were counting on marrying into a prominent family in the capital through Snow Qianwu.
As for the little wretch Snow Qiange, Snow Qiandai sneered inwardly. Her mother had already found a good match for her, and they were just waiting to plan everything and marry her off. Let this little wretch enjoy her time for now. She would make her cry later!
Snow Qiandai lowered her head and gently brushed her bangs, then raised her head with a look of fragility, saying, "Second sister's teachings today have been very enlightening for me. I usually play around with my two sisters and momentarily forgot my manners. I will definitely remember second sister's teachings and pay attention to etiquette in the future, so as not to give those sharp-tongued people any ammunition."
Qiange smiled, "As long as the third sister behaves properly and doesn't forget her manners, even the strictest person won't be able to find fault with her."
Snow Qiandai pursed her lips and remained silent. This wretch was deliberately opposing her today. She would make her suffer later!
Xique, seeing the three young ladies stop talking, immediately gestured to pour tea.
"Third sister's maid is indeed considerate," Qiange smiled. "After talking for so long, I am indeed thirsty."
Xique was attentive and obedient, immediately turning to Snow Qianwu and respectfully saying, "Miss, please have some tea."
Snow Qianwu smiled as she took the teacup. It seemed that Qiange's outburst had not been without effect. The previous maidservants, Huamei and Xique, would never have served them tea like this.
Xique poured two more cups of tea, first to Qiange and then to Snow Qiandai, before obediently stepping aside, assuming the role of a pillar with eyes downcast and a composed demeanor.
Qiange's gaze swept over Xique's face, and she slowly sipped her tea. She remembered that in her previous life, this seemingly obedient and sensible maid had stabbed Snow Qiandai in the back, causing her to be disfigured by the eldest cousin of the Snow Ning Mansion, leading to widespread gossip and becoming the talk of the town among the young ladies in the capital.
Qiange's slender fingers caressed the silver-wrapped lotus-patterned teacup for a moment, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.