Qin Youxue felt a little awkward seeing Mo Xiaoman. She knew Mo Xiaoman disliked her, the incident of mocking her in front of Jian Yang at the mall was still clear in her mind.
Qin Youxue thought about it and decided it was best not to face her, so she stood up from the sofa and prepared to hide upstairs.
"Stop!"
A cold, harsh female voice came from behind, and Qin Youxue hesitated for a moment, then heard Mo Xiaoman entering from the door and walking up behind her.
"How long have you been living here?"
Mo Xiaoman squinted her eyes.
"About... four months."
"..." Mo Xiaoman was silent for a moment, said nothing more, and just handed the gift in her hand to the Butler who hurried over. She turned to the Butler and said, "I need to say something to Miss Qin, you don't mind, do you?"
The Butler was sweating profusely: "I don't mind, I don't mind, Second Miss, are you here to see the Young Master?"
