Ji Dong opened his eyes in surprise: "Ah? Surely Lady Ding won't let us off, right?"
Ji Xinhe snorted coldly: "Who cares if she forgives us or not? If she demands today, she will demand tomorrow, who got her into this habit? If it wasn't for the guests present, I would have tossed them out already, saving some face for myself."
"I should be going, not you. I'm afraid you'll be bullied if you have to go. " Ji Dong hurriedly said.
"Brother, you clear the dishes and chopsticks. I'm suited for this. When have I ever been bullied by them?" Ji Xinhe blinked, then quickly ran out.
Thinking about it, Ji Dong realized that his sister had indeed changed a lot since she woke up.
Ji Xinhe arrived at the kitchen, took out the two steamed buns, and placed them in a small basket. She immediately headed for the main room.