Ying Tao, who was aiding Mrs. Liu, couldn't help but turn back and glare at Lin Siyu, her silver teeth nearly clenched to pieces.
Her mockery having elicited no response, Lin Siyu felt as though her punches were landing in cotton, soft and powerless.
Panpan quietly stood behind Lin Siyu, a cold smile playing on the corners of her lips. Ever since Lin Siyu lost the favor of Li Chang, and Jin Mansion found an excuse to revoke her privilege of leaving at will, her life had been reduced to mingling with Li Chengzhi and bickering with a few Little Concubines to pass the time. Clearly, these few had gotten to know her temper, and none of them bothered with her anymore.
"Tsk! How boring!" Lin Siyu couldn't help but spit, flinging her handkerchief to wipe her forehead, her beautiful eyes swirling around, finally locking onto Jin Lingling.
