Aunt Qi looked at Zhou Meijuan, who was throwing a tantrum at her doorstep, her face full of ridicule and a cold smile.
"Stop pretending to be pitiful here. Look at which educated youth is as lazy as you. You never clean the room, never wash the dishes after meals. Am I your family's servant to take care of you?
You live in my house and don't do any work. Am I hosting a deity? Don't say there's nowhere to live. The team leader has already found you a place to stay. You just dislike that it's uncomfortable.
Indeed, living in my house, I'm like a servant serving you. Bah, do you think you're a young lady or the daughter of a landlord? You don't work, yet expect others to serve you. You're daydreaming.
Don't make a scene at my door. I certainly won't continue letting you play the princess here. I don't have the energy to take care of you. Besides, it's only right for educated youths to live at the educated youth point.
