But An Wei hadn't expected that Ji Qing's next words would feel like a harsh slap to her face.
She saw her looking at her with a faint smile, saying, "Madam, I am just an assistant, the person beside me is the master."
After speaking, Ji Qing also pointed at Wen Jiaren beside her.
Ji Qing's reply even surprised Wen Jiaren, but she showed no emotion on her face.
"How is that possible?"
An Wei loudly objected, her gaze falling upon Wen Jiaren's face, then with heavy sarcasm on her own, she said, "Her? Ha, she's only been out of prison for three months after a three-year stint. How could she have had the time to learn anything like this? And to be called a master, as if I'm meeting her for the first time today?"
An Wei, clattering in her stiletto boots, looked over Wen Jiaren and Ji Qing a few times, "As far as I'm concerned, neither of us is any kind of master. Let's go, you're not welcome here. Did you hear me? I'm telling you to scram."
"This household isn't yours to command."
