The next morning, ruan Mengmeng was woken up by a fierce argument.
"I, I don't have Yingluo, I really don't have Yingluo."
"Hmph, you're still denying it? I saw you roll your eyes with my own eyes. What, is this the rule of your li garden---you're already so impatient with the future female lead. If I let you off today, I don't know how you'll ride on the head of the female lead in the future!"
The timid voice begging for mercy was a weak female voice, with a sobbing tone.
The cry sounded very familiar. Ruan Mengmeng thought for a moment and realized that it was from a young lady who worked as a maid in the villa.
And the one who was scolding fiercely and had a loud voice was even easier to recognize.
Except for mother Wang, no one had the ability to disturb people's dreams.
Ruan Mengmeng could not help but frown.
This mother Wang, she had been looking for trouble everywhere since she moved in yesterday. She could even bully uncle Zhao.
