Yun Qingmiao probed from the side. "Cousin, could it be that you were lazing around in bed and couldn't get up?"
"I had something on this morning, and that's why I came over late," she explained.
Xiang Yu moved to change her clothes then, and as she walked out of the room again, she asked, "Has our apartment been arranged?"
She inquired as if she were instructing a maid. There was no modesty or politeness in her voice.
Logically speaking, Yun Shishi had no obligations to help them settle in the capital.
Looking for an apartment should have been done by them. She did not have to manage everything on their behalf; she did it, nonetheless, for the sake of her father and the fact that they were her relatives, yet her aunt's bossy attitude made it seem as if she owed them that!
Even for someone with a good temper like her, she still felt uncomfortable inside upon hearing her aunt's words.
