小翠在门外跺了跺脚，声音透过门缝都能听见：“林小姐，您就别在这磨蹭了！再磨蹭今儿个的差事可就赶不上了！”林婉儿慢悠悠地收回了目光，声音不紧不慢地透出门缝：“着什么急，差事赶不上又如何？大不了扣我月钱。”这话说得，小翠都听得一头雾水。差事？

Rubbing her eyes, Xiao Cui stretched inside the door, "But the maidservant already went to pick up the horse! If we don't hurry, we'll be late!"

Lin Wan'er picked up the wooden stool and placed it in front of her, the scraping sound sharp against the ear. "Then why didn't you go find me when you saw it?" The tone was still calm, but it was like a two-edged sword, cutting straight down.

Xiao Cui felt her face flush. As she thought, this young master really was difficult to get along with. She swallowed hard and respectfully replied: "I was afraid that the young master would be angry if he was suddenly called out."

Lin Wan'er didn't say much, just took a deep breath. She hated that she had to deal with these trivial matters, but she had no choice. Her eyes swept to the side, and her eyes fell on the small porcelain bowl on the table. The emerald green tea leaves in the bowl were spinning, the edges flickering in the sunlight.