Bab 1218: Without me, its trashy

"Forgive me for being presumptuous, your highness," said Mo Qiang with a light-hearted bow. "It's not that I am being ignorant. I know that many would say that at the moment dealing with the pollen of the mutated plants is really important." 

Fu Beichou turned to look at Fu Zhao as if silently asking if Mo Qiang was always this crude and, like she said, presumptuous. Fu Zhao, who was stared at by Fu Beichou, simply shrugged her shoulders. Did Fu Beichou think that Mo Qiang was being rude to her? 

Mo Qiang hadn't shown even half of the rudeness that she had shown to her. Compared to how Mo Qiang had treated her so casually, as if the two of them were good friends, Fu Zhao thought that Mo Qiang was showing considerable respect to Fu Beichou. 

Seeing that her sister was not stopping Mo Qiang, Fu Beichou understood that Mo Qiang was just as rude towards Fu Zhao, which somewhat calmed her down. At least she was not the only one who was being treated like this.