After bathing, she reminded him, "You're a bit too rough, try to be gentler next time!"
After speaking, Jing Yiren returned to her room.
"..." The maid watched Jing Yiren's retreating figure, disgust clearly marked on her face as she mimicked the girl's words with a silly face.
They were here to work, not to babysit a lunatic.
Even before this, no one in the house liked Jing Yiren. But now she was crazed, as long as she didn't bother the maids they'd be relieved.
Jing Yiren donned a beige one-piece woolen dress that perfectly showed off her curvaceous figure and wore a pair of cotton slippers as she descended the stairs.
In the living room, Lu Ming was already seated at the dining table, and the foreign gentleman named Wu Hao was standing beside him saying something.
As Jing Yiren slowly moved closer whilst descending the stairs, she heard what the middle-aged man was saying.
