Ning Qing straightened her body slowly. She did not know the three women in front of her.
She was unfazed. Her eyes were cold and clear. "Can I help you?"
Girl A smiled and said, "What could be wrong? We just want to see what Young Master Nian's wife, who has been hiding for so many years, looks like."
Girl B sized Ning Qing up from head to toe. Her beautiful face was filled with jealousy. She said in a strange voice, "What do you mean by hiding for a few years? She's just a useless person with an impaired body. She laid on the bed for a few years and gained the sympathy of Young Master Nian."
The short-haired woman, who was also the one who had started talking to Ning Qing, smiled and mocked, "What are you talking about? Miss Ning is not the kind of person you think she is."
"…"
"She just can't figure out her identity and insists on taking the position of Young Madam of the Nian Family."
