Shi Qingluo sat down and relaxed.
She looked at Mdm Niu and said, "I'm thirsty. Go get me a cup of tea."
Mdm Niu was tempted to give this daughter, who was becoming more arrogant, a slap. Which wretched girl dared to order her own mother to pour water and make tea for her?
Unfortunately, she did not dare.
She had retorted a few times before and was whipped by her rattan.
Her entire body was burning with pain.
"Drink then!" After she was done brewing, she placed the teacup heavily on the table. She better choked to death.
Old Master Shi looked on with a pained expression. This was the tea that he had hidden away for himself to drink.
These few days, it had all entered the mouth of this vile creature. It was too depressing.
Shi Qingluo took a sip and said with disdain, "The quality of this tea is still a little bad. It's a good thing that I don't have to drink it anymore."
