Chuzheng locked the room tightly, ignoring Ling Shu and Zhang Xiaoping's commotion outside.
Finally, bothered by the noise, she directly asked Yin Xian to block out the sound.
The next day.
Chuzheng came out from her room just as Zhang Xiaoping was preparing to go out. Seeing her, Zhang Xiaoping immediately pulled a long face.
"Sleeping until the sun's up, even pigs don't sleep as much as you do. Look at others, they've long been up working. Raising you is worse than raising a dog."
Chuzheng ignored her and fetched water to wash up.
Zhang Xiaoping cursed and complained for a long time, but since Chuzheng paid her no mind, she felt as though she was blocked by a wad of cotton, unable to move, feeling stifled.
"I'm talking to you, did you hear me..."
Chuzheng picked up the kitchen knife beside her, exuding a menacing aura, and asked gloomily, "Hear what?"
Blabbering since morning, boasting about her good voice or what!
Zhang Xiaoping: "..."
