Yang Ruyu struggled to maintain a smile by her side, when in fact, she was already seething with jealousy inside. Why? Why did the dull person from before now enjoy everyone's adoration? And why did she have to accept handouts as if she were a mere servant? Her hands, hidden within her sleeves, clenched tightly together, her fingernails even piercing her palms to keep herself from rushing forward and scratching Yang Ruxin's face...
"Miss Yang," just then, Xiao'er ran up, "someone is looking for you downstairs."
Yang Ruxin instantly restrained her smile and glanced at Fang Tianze, "So, there's someone as well-informed as you, huh."
Fang Tianze also frowned slightly.
Downstairs, Dong Hang looked at the descending Yang Ruxin and immediately revealed a respectful smile, "Divine Doctor."
