Zhou Xiuer came back to her senses and looked at Qiu Xiang with some displeasure. This girl always treated her like a thief, which was truly annoying.
"Are these to be taken to Aunt and Uncle?" Zhou Xiuer glanced at the tray held by the little maid behind her, which had refreshments on it, and said, "If you have other things to do, go ahead. I'll take them over myself."
As she spoke, she reached for the tray held by the maid.
Qiu Xiang said coolly, "These are tasks for us maids, how could we possibly trouble you, Miss Cousin?" Then she looked at the little maid and said, "Take it to the pavilion, don't let Madam wait too long."
"Yes."
Zhou Xiuer, seeing that the two were ignoring her, glared angrily, "You!"
Qiu Xiang curtsied slightly and walked past.
Unable to contain her anger, Zhou Xiuer stepped forward and intentionally bumped into Qiu Xiang.
Qiu Xiang furrowed her eyebrows, a trace of coldness and displeasure flickered in her eyes.
