The tall woman glanced at Yuanya with disdain.
Was this woman lurking around the guest bathroom with some ulterior motive?
"I mean, are you a janitor from the Imperial Court? You display such uncouth behavior."
Seeing the other party deliberately making things difficult, Yuanya was reminded of what Lan Xiu had once said.
She unconsciously stood straight, slightly lifting her chin, trying to make herself appear less helpless.
"I am here for the party."
The woman froze for a moment as if she had just heard the funniest joke of the century. Then she covered her mouth and let out a few snickers.
"The party? The Imperial Court has been exclusively booked by Mr. Yunhuan today. You mean you're here for his birthday party?"
"Yes."
On hearing this name, Yuanya's expression became bad, and in the eyes of others, they interpreted it as guilt.
