C70 I Didn't Steal Your Man

In no time, the young maid came up carrying a stack of book-like items, a whole pile of them, leaving Wen Mian wide-eyed. "This many?"

"Miss, there's more. Do you want them all?" The young maid wiped the sweat from her forehead and gave Wen Mian a sheepish smile.

"Yes, bring over as many as you can find." Wen Mian felt a sudden fondness for the young maid. "What's your name