"Yes...yes, I will be more careful next time." Lin Qiongyu quickly bowed in response, but her heart was filled with bitterness.
Lu Zhiwei did not like her.
This dislike was not due to jealousy or hostility.
It was a kind of alertness and repulsion, like a young beast guarding its food.
Faced with this, Lin Qiongyu had no means to explain, nor any strength to defend herself.
She even harbored a vague fear towards this dark-haired little girl—the girl seemed to be completely different from normal girls.
All day long, apart from cultivating, she did nothing but cultivate.
It seemed she had no interest in anything in the world.
She practiced every day until late at night, stopping only when Chen Ye returned home, then she would go to bed and rest.
Lin Qiongyu sighed and continued cleaning Chen Ye's quiet chamber.
This was already her seventeenth day as a maid.
It's said that in two days, Lisong Valley will begin the quarterly evaluation...
