The young woman was well-proportioned, dressed in shorts and a short shirt, moving with brisk efficiency, exuding a capable air.
Her small eyes and mouth were equally petite, her face as round as the full moon, her eyebrows thin as a line, making her quite pretty.
For her age, she was definitely considered a beauty among her peers, though her small nose and eyes imparted a mischievous fox-like charm.
Yet, in Wang Daniu's eyes, she was nothing noteworthy, failing to impress him.
"Who are you, and why have you come into my room?" Wang Daniu immediately demanded with a stern face.
The woman's movements were gentle, and she hadn't expected to wake Da Niu; the sudden confrontation startled her.
However, once she recovered, her attitude became defiant, and she assertively retorted, "And who are you?"
Damn, an uninvited guest sneaking into my room, rummaging around, and still so domineering.
