"This is indeed happening!" Du Yunluo nodded eagerly, "What does she take me for? And what does she take the maids by my side for?"
Nanny Zhao's lips pressed into a thin line, her gaze sweeping over Jin Rui and Jin Ling's faces.
Jin Rui tilted her head, looking rather disdainful; if the Zhao family were present, this girl might have already picked up a broom to chase them away. Jin Ling's eyes were even more red, her molars clenched tightly, originally a melon seed-shaped face, now with her jawline even more pronounced.
Looking again at Du Yunluo, her small face was full of anger, her chest rising and falling continuously. Nanny Zhao could see that she was genuinely furious and quickly advised, "Miss, why argue with a woman who has no sense? It's just harming your own health in vain."
