"Are you trying to poison me?"
"..." Wu Bo was speechless, finding it incredibly difficult to communicate with this mentally ill person.
Jing Yiren likewise couldn't be bothered to deal with them. Despite her ignorance about everything in this place, that didn't necessarily mean she was a fool.
She had noticed that it seemed like every servant in the house was mocking and looking down on her behind her back, even despising her.
Was she really that annoying?
In the past, everyone used to curry favor with her, praising her. Even her maids were never afraid of her.
Although she was a bit competitive, she treated others just the way they treated her. If they were nice to her, she'd be even nicer to them. If they treated her badly, she'd repay them in kind.
Jing Yiren ignored them and flopped lazily onto the couch. She felt something hard poking her butt and had a reflex to stand up and check it out.
