"That little bitch Xing Yue became the eldest lady of the Xing family, and even that little vixen Zuzi has a man pampering her. Why are they treated like stars? We all come from Qingcheng Town; who's really more noble?"
The woman just gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath.
Then her phone rang.
She hurriedly stepped aside to answer the call.
"Xiao Cao, Fourth Master wants you to come over and work here. Why aren't you here yet? Lunch service is about to start. Get over here quickly..."
"I'm on my way, I'm on my way!"
Fang Yumei, both envious and resentful, threw a glance at Zuzi from afar, unwillingly leaving.
Zuzi twirled in place, curiously looking at her reflection in the mirror: "Hmm, something feels off, Xiao Chenger, do you feel the same?"
Bao Gucheng's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice a bit hoarse: "You...seem to be missing a...little piece of clothing."
Zuzi was wearing a traditional long robe, so her "little piece of clothing" was a dudou-style undergarment.
