Hearing the girls' discussion, the woman suddenly turned around and looked sharply at the girl beside Lu Muxue. She raised her eyebrows. "Repeat what you just said! Do you dare to say it to my face?"
The girl did not expect to hear these words. Her face was filled with embarrassment, but she was unconvinced. "You're Qiao Xi's friend, right?! She's a mistress, so shouldn't she admit her mistake? What right do you have to be so arrogant the moment you entered?!"
The woman's eyes carried a trace of disdain. "Young lady, let me remind you that my name is Chi Yuan."
"So what? Can't I tell the truth just because you have some power?" the girl retorted indignantly.
Chi Yuan sneered and glanced at the girl with annoyance. Then, her cold eyes landed on Madam Zhou. She was like a proud and noble swan as she said in a very disdainful tone, "Madam Zhou, who do you think I am?"