Yan Yanrong looked at the muddy clay with disdain. "I don't feel like shaping today. You do it."
"Wait!" Fed up with Yan Yanrong's constant troublemaking, Chu Qingshuang took a firm stand. "Didn't you say you wanted to help? What now? You don't want to help because it's dirty?"
Yan Yanrong became unreasonable. "I just don't want to help. So what?"
Chu Qingshuang did not back down. "Today you have to help, whether you want to or not. Otherwise, I'll tell Master that you didn't really want to help."
"You!" Yan Yanrong did not expect Chu Qingshuang to go against her this time. She was in a difficult position. "Chu Qingshuang, do you know the consequences of offending me?"
Already having offended her, Chu Qingshuang didn't care. "I don't care about the consequences. You promised to help but aren't helping. I'll definitely tell Master."
Knowing Master trusted Chu Qingshuang the most, Yan Yanrong begrudgingly agreed to help, "Fine, I'll do it."
