Yun Chujiu looked at manager Luo with displeasure. "Manager Luo, how can you pour such hot tea for the Palace Mistress? Look at how hot it is!"
Manager Luo knew that Yun Chujiu was giving the Palace Mistress a way out, so he could only say, "Mistress, this servant recognizes his failings and will be sure to correct it, this servant will pour it for you again."
The Palace Mistress took out a handkerchief to wipe the corner of her mouth and waved her hand, "It's none of your business! Little Trash, you, you are simply..."
The Palace Mistress was so angry that she did not know what to say. However, on second thought, not that this Little Trash had become bald Beiming might get tired of her. The uglier she was, the better!
"Palace Mistress, do you also think that my new hairstyle is very shiny? This is the symbol of wisdom. As the saying goes, a smart head doesn't have hair!" Yun Chujiu said mischievously.
Palace Mistress...
Manager Luo...