"Why? I'm weak and can't carry them out."
Zheng Rumeng looked at Yun Huan pitifully and spoke coquettishly.
She knew that men liked her current state the most. It was a pity that the man before her was a devil.
"You can't carry them?" Yun Huan scoffed, "Don't you dare forget your identity. You are just a servant. You better carry out your duties."
Chen Che rubbed his nose. Yun Huan was the same as before; he did not have the slightest bit of protective feelings for the fairer sex. However, it was to be expected. All of his gentleness was for Qin YI.
Zheng Rumeng's face was pale white as her eyes started to tear, knowing Yun Huan was serious.
She clenched her teeth as her heart was filled with unwillingness. She truly understood that the man before her was emotionless and cold to her.
But why was he so good to that damned woman? She was clearly a hundred times better than Qin Yi.
