Xia Ling smiled at her. "It's okay. I was in the wrong first. I broke the precious cup of Jingmei. She must be very upset over it. As long as I can use serving tea to compensate her, then it doesn't matter even if I'm tired."
The senior maid stopped trying to persuade her and sighed loudly.
Xia Ling carefully carried the tea and walked to the door of the classroom.
Today, Teacher Gao had some urgent matters to attend to, so class was starting later than usual. A few of the girls had gathered together to chat. "Jingmei, you're the most capable one. All of us find that little beggar unpleasant to the eye, but only you have a way of rectifying her."
Hearing this, Xia Ling stopped in her tracks.
An ominous premonition rose in her heart. She stood at the door and heard Pei Jingmei say, "Ah, she only has herself to blame for being so stupid. I simply played a little trick on her and she was actually fooled!"
