Liu Qingyuan choked, surprised that although Chu Ziluo was young and innocent, her words could be so cutting. She managed to hold it in, but Liu Qingduo, irritated by Chu Ziluo's disdainful words, couldn't control her tongue: "Chu Ziluo, who do you think you are? It's not that you don't want to talk to me, it's that I don't want to talk to you."
Shocked, Chu Ziluo's eyes turned red as she looked at her with innocence: "Second Miss, I just felt that we don't get along, so I didn't speak to you to avoid conflicts. Isn't that better for both of us? How can you force me to respond to you?"
"Hmph, yes, you must respond to me!" Liu Qingduo had previously competed with Qi Rong, but now everyone flattered her, which only fed her innate arrogance and grew even more complacent over time.
Chu Ziluo appeared delicate and timid, her eyes could turn red from being yelled at. Liu Qingduo hardly took her seriously and voiced whatever was on her mind.
