Women difficult to conquer

Ling Qingyu had no idea, that her trusted capable butler had bad intension for the boss. Humming a joyful melody, Ling Qingyu quickly finished the bath. 

She couldn't let the beauty wait a long time for her. Coming out, she saw Yang Qingyue playing with her phone.

"Quickly dressed up, why are you in a daze? We can't let others wait for us." Yang Qingyue said as she noticed the motionless Ling Qingyu.

"Ah! Yes. You look stunning as always." Ling Qingyu flirted and picked up her clothes from the shelves.

Yang Qingyue shook her head and continued staring at the screen but her curling lips told everyone she was happy to be praised.

After Ling Qingyu finished changing the dress, Yang Qingyue tossed Ling Qingyu out of the room and dragged her to the dining hall quickly.

Yang Qingyue despite appearing stern and serious, felt her face burning whenever she thought others might look at her wrongly.