Cheng Yuexiu and Guo Mei were seated on either side of Xiao Linshuang, initially resentful about having to serve this young maid, but now they felt a touch of spring-like pleasure from the envious glances of everyone around them.
Xiao Linshuang had little interest in fabrics and, seeing everyone acting this way, she furrowed her brow slightly, muttering in confusion, "Is this fabric really that impressive? We have a whole cabinet of such clothes at home!"
Her muttering was meant to be private and her voice was low, but because the person next to her was paying close attention to her, her words were listened to quite intently.
There was a clatter; someone accidentally dropped their chopsticks on the table. When everyone turned towards the sound, they saw the owner of the chopsticks almost dropping their jaw as well.