บท 921: Mei Feng's True Colors (10)

Mei Feng glared at Xia Nuannuan.

If looks could kill, then Mei Feng's stare would have been a sword waiting to slice Xia Nuannuan into eight pieces.

She had never imagined that the soft-spoken girl, who was as tender and gentle as silk—a girl who came across as a real pushover—would actually have such a sharp tongue!

The one thing that she, Mei Feng, hated most in her life was talking about her family background.

At the time, it was exactly because she didn't have a decent status that the Senior Master had despised her.

It was because she was a mistress that she had never been permitted to have a child.

These were the things that hurt her most.

And now…

The woman frowned and stared at Xia Nuannuan. "No matter how my status was, I am now the mistress of this household! Xia Nuannuan, let me be very clear, in this house, I have many ways to make you miserable."

Xia Nuannuan's pupils shrank back at these words.