One hundred sixty-nine, pressure

"I really can't figure it out, why does Luo Shu receive so much attention from the family head?"

"Exactly, she's an outsider after all. On what basis?"

"One of these days, I'll challenge her and show her who's boss, let's see if she still has the nerve to act so arrogantly in front of us."

"Shh! Keep your voice down, if the family head overhears us, we'll be punished."

Whispers and resentful glances swept towards Luo Shu's direction continuously, yet no one dared to come forward and provoke. After all, Luo Shu's identity was clear, and Luo Xiuran had already warned them. They didn't dare do anything under the family head's watch.

Luo Shu smiled indifferently, walked over, and sat down beside Luo Xiuyi. She saw that his tea cup was only half full, reached for the teapot on the table to fill it up, and also added a few drops of Spiritual Spring.