Shen Rushuang was not angry; the potion's effects had barely begun to show. She believed that soon Su Changfeng would be unable to resist begging her, perhaps even revealing the secret of Wang Junyi's rank promotion.
"Su Changfeng, I don't believe you can really hold out." Shen Rushuang had a sinister smile on her face.
The maid stood beside Shen Rushuang, head bowed, not daring to speak a word. She knew that this would never be handled personally by her mistress, which made it highly likely she would have to do it as the mistress's personal servant.
But she was just a maid, naturally unable to defy her owner's orders. Once Shen Rushuang spoke, she wouldn't even have the chance to resist.
"Go back and change into something nice, wear less." Shen Rushuang said to the maid.
The maid's mind went blank; although she had long suspected it, hearing it with her own ears still caused her heart to sink.
"Yes, Miss."
