Taoguang is obscure, and she still knows the truth of avoiding its edge.

However, pretending to be stupid is one thing, she doesn't want to become the scapegoat of Shen Jiayi and Shen Jiawei when she sees Shen Feng tomorrow.

Thinking about the situation he was about to face tomorrow, Shen Yanxiao narrowed his eyes, and a sly smile rose at the corner of his lips.

Idiots, too, have the benefits of idiots!

……

If Shen Jiayi's sister and brother made Shen Yanxiao realize how humble her current identity is, then now, her "humble" positioning has been refreshed again.

Early in the morning, two seventeen or eighteen-year-old maids violently kicked open her door, and picked her up without any respect, as if she was not Miss Seven at all, but the most humble descendant in the Suzaku family.

"It's such a big person, and I still have to be served by someone to dress and wash, I really think of myself as a big lady." The slightly mean-looking maid rudely took off Shen Yanxiao's single clothes, and put a set of neat clothes on her body without any gentleness, the strength of her hand was not the slightest soft, and her face was even more dissatisfied.

"If it weren't for the lord to see her today, who would have nothing to do to serve her, I really don't know what the lord of the road thinks, raising such an idiot in the mansion is really a shame for our Suzaku family." Another maid pulled Shen Yanxiao's hair and combed it casually.

It is not so much that they are waiting for Shen Yanxiao to change clothes and wash, but that they are torturing.

"Who said no, this is a waste of food at all, this time it is such a big disaster, the master is afraid that he will not let this idiot go easily."

"Such a shame is best solved sooner. You don't even know what to say, people outside are secretly making fun of this idiot as a joke, and they are sarcastic about our house. ”

The two maids complained and muttered, without the slightest hint of sheeping.

In the entire Vermilion Bird Family, except for the head of the family, Shen Feng, who also estimated the bloodline on Shen Yanxiao's body, everyone else simply regarded Shen Yanxiao's existence as a burden, wishing that the shame of this Vermilion Bird Family would die as soon as possible, and the existence of such a stain in the province would insult the sacrosanct status of the Vermilion Bird Family.

The unear-catching words came into Shen Yanxiao's ears in an endless stream, and the fourteen-year-old little guy did not have the slightest ripple on his face, and opened his still bright eyes ignorantly, looking at the two respectful and inferior maids in front of him, as if he did not understand the humiliation in their mouths at all.

After a period of tossing, Shen Yanxiao finally finished dressing, and the two maids immediately grabbed her and went towards the main house of the Vermilion Bird Family.

Along the way, Shen Yanxiao let the two of them pull their clothes, without any intention of resisting, but under those seemingly ignorant eyes, a sly streamer flashed.

When they came to the door of the main house, the two maids immediately threw the hot potato to the attendants guarding the door, and left without looking back.

No one noticed that the moment the two maids turned to leave, two palm-sized purses had been transferred from their waists to the cuffs of one of the little guys.

Shen Yanxiao quietly took the first "income" that came to this world into his arms, and silently followed the attendant with a strained face into the main house.

The moment she stepped into the main house and the door behind her gradually closed, she said "Where's my money bag!!" The screams of panic were accompanied by a heavy slamming of the door, and they were locked out of the main house.