The golden turtle sure lived up to its name. Born with a golden key, blessed with such a wealthy family background and cushy life, it was hard to believe how such a foul-tempered young master was raised.
"What are you glaring at? Glaring at it won't make it yours." Shang Jingchen gave her a sidelong glance, clearly irritated, and took the lead striding into the villa.
Ye Lu quickly caught up with him.
Entering the villa, she could sense the grandeur and power of a wealthy family. Servants lined up to greet them, each dressed in impeccable uniforms, looking professional and refined.
Looking down at her own attire, Ye Lu couldn't help but blush a bit; she was dressed worse than a maid!
No wonder all those maids looked at her with expressions of surprised disdain and whispered amongst themselves.
