Who would curse themselves?
The Housekeeper, fearing these esteemed guests might come to blows, was now shaking in trepidation. How could he, a mere Housekeeper, offend the daughter of the Minister Mansion? And Shen Hua, a spender of gold like dirt, naturally couldn't side with Miss Wei.
To advise anyone would be a mistake.
Unapproachable as they may be, he could still hide away.
With an awkward smile, he quickly retreated, daring not to interfere.
Shen Hua's lips were red, her teeth white, showing no sign of wanting to die.
After calming Wei Yingying, Yan Mi looked at Shen Hua with a bit of surprise.
Shen Hua's aura was fully unleashed. Clearly, no matter if Yan Mi was there, she was ready to scold just the same. Yet what she awaited was Yan Mi's envious gaze.
Yangyang was clueless, but Yangyang remained silent.