If it weren't for Guo Yuqi ruining her face, she wouldn't have been looked down upon by Wang Xiaoli.
Lying on the ground, Yan Xue's eyes were like knives as she stared at the back of Wang Xiaoli, growing more distant.
Ji Ruyan didn't want to meddle, but seeing the fresh blood suddenly emerging from Yan Xue's lower body, her eyes flickered eerily, and she finally stepped forward and said to Yan Xue, "If you don't stop the bleeding now, that man will be preparing a fine coffin for you today."
Yan Xue looked at her blankly, feeling utterly humiliated, and murmured softly, "Miss, why is it you?"
"Can you stand up?"
With great effort and gritted teeth, Yan Xue managed to rise.
Ji Ruyan glanced at her, this maid was indeed no simple character.
With such strong endurance, no wonder she had become the dope Guo Yuqi's Think Tank.
However, now she needed this chess piece, preferably to have Yan Xue personally deal with her former mistress.
