Rong Yue turned as she felt some intense gaze on her, tracing the gaze, her eyes fell on two familiar figures and a trace of dangerous light flashed in her eyes.
While she was younger, her mother had worked as a maid in the Fang family.
For their twelve years, she had endured the bullying that came from these girls.
The elder daughter, Fang Mian had even scratched her face once with the intention to ruin it and if her mother had no skills in herbal medicine, she would have had to move around with a face like that.
She would not have expected that she would meet them here, but the more she thought about, the more plausible it felt, after all, their family was also quite influential.
As for the younger sister, Fang Yong, she usually after like she was someone that meant no evil and could do no evil. But in reality, she was even more cruel than her sister and would only play her white lotus role when there were people.
