Cherry Miller immediately replied, "The host family takes good care of me, so of course I'm comfortable here. Thank you, Young Master Zhang."
Young Master Zhang's gaze lingered on Cherry Miller's face.
Although she was now a married woman and wore no makeup, her bare face still revealed delicate features and an extraordinary temperament that he couldn't look away from.
He was tired of seeing all the women in town.
A woman like her was far more captivating!
Young Master Zhang put his left hand behind his back, unconsciously rubbing his fingers as if he were stroking her cheek.
Seeing him staring at her, Cherry Miller felt a chill down her spine and asked, "Young Master Zhang, is there anything else you need?"
"Heat up a few buckets of water and bring them to my room," Young Master Zhang said.
Cherry Miller's eyes narrowed slightly.
What is this jerk up to now?
"Young Master Zhang, I'm just a cook. I don't mind doing the heavy lifting, but the chores inside your room are usually Sherry's responsibility..." Cherry reminded him.
"Sherry has other things to do. You bring it," Young Master Zhang replied, leaving no room for argument.
Today, he was determined to get his hands on this delicate little cherry blossom.
With that, Young Master Zhang turned and left.
Cherry Miller let out a cold laugh.
Ha! He must be tired of living, if he thinks he can mess with her.
Cherry Miller was never the type to just accept whatever came her way. She spun around and marched into the kitchen, deliberately raising her voice: "I have no idea where Sherry went, and now Young Master Zhang wants hot water for his bath but can't find anyone to help him!"
The others in the kitchen immediately perked up their ears. "Young Master Zhang wants water?"
Cherry Miller grumbled, "Yeah, and I can't carry that much water by myself."
At that moment, a little maid in coarse clothes came over. "Sister Gu, I don't have anything else to do right now. Let me help you carry it!"
"Alright." Cherry Miller glanced at the young maid, noticing her shifty eyes and flushed ears. It was clear this was a restless girl, probably scheming to get close to the Zhang Family's eldest son.
Perfect. Cherry wasn't interested anyway, so if this girl wanted to throw herself at him, why not let her?
Cherry deliberately pretended to be clumsy and spilled half a bucket of water onto the young maid.
"Oh no, I'm so clumsy!" Cherry quickly grabbed the maid's hand. "Come on, come on, let's go to my room and change. We're about the same size, so my clothes should fit you. Don't worry, they're all brand new, just made for me by the family."
The maid was a bit upset at first, but when she heard the clothes were new, she instantly perked up and happily followed Cherry to her room to change.
Dressed in Cherry's clothes, the maid admired herself in the mirror for ages. "I look pretty good in this, don't I? Why won't the young master let me serve him in his room? Sister Cherry, don't you think?"
Cherry casually styled the maid's hair to look a bit like her own. "You're young and pretty, anything looks good on you. Unlike me, I'm already married—no more chances for me."
The maid finally smiled, satisfied.
Cherry carried the water to the courtyard gate, but the maid wouldn't let her go any further. She lugged the buckets in herself, clearly afraid Cherry might catch the young master's eye.
Cherry was happy to oblige—she dropped off the water and left without a second thought.
The maid's name was Blanca. She and Goldie, Ruby, and Ivy all did the rough work in the Zhang Family's eldest son's courtyard—nothing as cushy as what Double Rings had.
After so long, of course they wanted to move up—no more chores, just fine food and nice clothes.
This time, Cherry helped her out.
Sure enough, Blanca carried the water into the bathroom, poured it into the tub, and once the whole room was filled with steam, the Zhang Family's eldest son suddenly appeared behind her, grabbed her waist, and kissed her wildly.
"Y-young master?" Blanca was so excited—she'd been waiting for this chance forever!
Even if she couldn't be his wife, being his concubine was worth it!
With all the steam, the young master couldn't tell if he was holding Cherry or Blanca; he just went by the clothes and hairstyle and assumed it was the new kitchen maid.
He didn't even bother with his bath—just grabbed her and headed straight for the bedroom.
Cherry hung around the kitchen, chatting with the others on purpose, just to prove her innocence.
After about half an hour, Cherry heard the young master's angry shout from the distant bedroom: "What are you doing here?"