Xiaoyu glanced at Shulan lightly and whispered, "Don't blabber outside!"
Shulan closed her mouth in embarrassment, feeling wronged: "I have no complaints, but I don't want madam to be wronged. If the young master knew, he would be heartbroken."
Xin He laughed: "Do you really think I care about the attitudes of these snobs? Whether they treat me well or not, I find them disgusting. Their faces are full of self-interest. I would rather avoid their so-called kindness and enjoy some peace."
As Xin He spoke, she looked up at Song Yalin, who was surrounded by a group of rich young ladies, and shook her head: "If I were in the position of Madam Song and Miss Song, I would be extremely annoyed."
Shulan looked in that direction: "That's true."
