Xiao Yu didn't expect to see Old Master Gong again so soon. Compared to the last time when he was courteous, this time he was almost aggressively sharp, with no intention of being polite.
Just after finishing her breakfast, Xiao Yu saw Old Master Gong storming in, looking at her as if she were a filthy virus. "Mr. Gong, please knock before entering. What if you catch me changing, wouldn't that be a loss of face for you?"
Old Master Gong hadn't had the chance to get difficult before Xiao Yu rebuked him, instantly causing his anger to rise. He sneered, "Indeed, an ill-mannered woman. Do you think I would peep on you changing?"
Xiao Yu pressed her red lips tight, knowing Old Master Gong was here with ill intentions. She leaned lightly against the pillow, even though the softness aggravated the pain on her back. Her hands clutched the blanket, "Mr. Gong, if you have something to say, just say it."
