The Eldest Young Master carrying the Young Madam back undoubtedly became a scenic sight for the Li Family, with everyone craning their necks to watch, eager to get a closer look.
Liu Meifei stood at the door, her face already pale as she felt the colorful gazes of the many servants all fall upon her, as if mocking her for overestimating herself.
She couldn't help but clench her fist, knowing all too well that this group looked down on her and secretly cursed her for trying to climb up the social ladder.
These lowlifes, these damned lowlifes!
Sooner or later, she would stand at the top, never giving them any chance to look down on her.
Liu Meifei was so angry that she could almost spit blood, yet no one cared for her feelings; the servants were all busy inside and out, attending to the sleeping Young Madam or clearing the way and opening doors for Young Master Li Yan, removing any obstacles.
...
On the leather sofa.
