The Duchess put away the beautiful black fan in her hand, her red lips slightly pursed, and the corners of her lips pulled down. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes unhappily swept over the girl next to Fu Shang.
Such an expression clearly indicated that he hated her.
Andrea, you talk too much. As a lady, how can you say such things to your sister without considering the occasion? I can consider mentioning to the Duke about your re-etiquette class.
The Duchess was a person who clearly distinguished what she loved and hated.
For example, now.
She clearly expressed her dislike for Andrea.
Andrea's face turned pale. She was very afraid of the Duke of White Rose, that serious and old-fashioned man, even if this man was her father by blood.
No matter how indignant she was, Andrea still gave in on the surface and stopped jumping around in front of Fu min. She stood obediently beside the Duchess, bit her lip slightly, and rolled her eyes at Fu min.
