"So you're saying I'm not pure?" Xu Chaomu rebutted.
"Just a tiny little bit."
"Yu Weiwei, I'm gonna kill you!" Xu Chaomu pretended to grab a book to smash her with.
"Madame Xu, spare me, I dare not slander you to your face anymore, I'll only do it behind your back from now on."
"A bitch is always melodramatic," Xu Chaomu huffed coldly.
Xu Chaomu continued to memorize her text; "Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion" was really tough to remember.
While memorizing, her eyes suddenly lit up as if a lightbulb was connected to a power source—"ding" went her brain, and in that moment, everything became clear.
She elbowed Yu Weiwei and lowered her voice, "Hey, is this essential oil really that effective?"
