Meng Zhaojun, upon hearing the maid's words, glared at her in anger and said to the maid:
"Can this Lady not even afford these ordinary fruits now? I told you to smash them to bits, why haven't you gone?"
Meng Zhaojun's side maid, Mei Jing, lowered her head and moved her lips, too scared to speak again after being scolded.
Liang Chen, however, said with a smile, "Lady, why not eat when it's free? Fruits aren't poisonous, and if you won't eat the free fruits, you could give them to us instead! After all, we have always been at odds with those people."
Meng Zhaojun looked steadily at the two maids who had always been her close aides, helping her with various tasks over the past year, even managing the carpentry imitation task she had given them.
Just as Liang Chen had said, they had always been at odds with the Ye family, so what if they ate her fruits? The things sent by Tang Shunyan were not to be wasted.