Little Uncle, Can You Help Me?

The maidservant, unaware of the whole situation, didn’t expect him to be so concerned. She quickly replied, “In response to Young Master Han, the invitation was received by a servant from the Yongyu Marquis Residence. I didn’t see Miss Xie.”

Upon hearing this, Han Jing furrowed his brows. “She’s not at the residence?”

The maidservant’s face showed a hint of guilt, and she cast a pleading look at Sun Yiyi for help.

Han Jing wasn’t ignorant. Seeing the maidservant’s gaze, he immediately understood.

He said in a cold voice, “So you’re saying you don’t even know if she’s at the residence? You directly gave the invitation to a servant and didn’t wait for a reply before returning?”

His tone was too severe, causing the maidservant to kneel on the ground in fear. “Young Master, please calm down. This servant knows her mistake.”

“Know your mistake?” Han Jing sneered, then turned to Sun Xuan. “Is this the etiquette in your residence?!”