Yuan Yifan had never set foot in such a utility room before, with its dizzying array of tools.
"Young madam, the lady of the house has given instructions. After making breakfast each day, you need to clean the entire villa, inside and out. The flowers and plants in the courtyard also require daily trimming."
Despite her polite tone, Chen Mama's words irked Yuan Yifan. Abruptly, she kicked the bucket in front of her, "Since when do I take orders for chores from a servant like you?"
"Acting like a spoiled young madam, huh?" Chen Mama muttered under her breath.
"What did you say? Dare to repeat that?" Yuan Yifan was so angry that she appeared ready for a fight.
"Young madam, I'm an honest person. Don't bully me. I'm simply relaying the lady's instructions as told."
"..." Yuan Yifan felt deeply wronged. She felt so small being bullied by a maid.
