Chapter 101 - Hostility (1/2)

Chapter 101: Hostility

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Two rows of uniformed servants stood in an orderly fas.h.i.+on by the door.

Nan Zhi stood at the end, beside her was a girl about the same age as her. The girl said to Nan Zhi in a low voice, “Miss Ye is the granddaughter-in-law the Old Madam has picked out. She is the young lady of Ning City’s richest family, the Ye family. She is currently helping her father manage Ye Corporation after she came back from studying abroad and is a well-known career woman in the workplace…”

Nan Zhi nodded to show that she already knew this.

That man was so shameless and perverted to have humiliated and tortured her that night when he clearly had a fiancee. Despicable.

The click-clack sound of high heels on the ground could be heard before a slender figure entered her view.

A woman stepped in wearing a formal, white waist-hugging suit and a narrow skirt of the same color, showing off her long and slender legs. She had long straight black hair that hung on both sides, adding a touch of coolness to her.

Nan Zhi had heard of this Miss Ye before she went abroad. She was born into a prominent family with an outstanding appearance. She was the G.o.ddess of many talented and handsome young men in Ning City.

But this aloof beauty was famous for being difficult to court.

Nan Zhi did not expect that the type Miss Ye liked would be Mu Sihan, a narcissistic person with such a flawed personality.

Each to their own.

Nan Zhi was immersed in her thoughts and did not notice that all the servants had bent over when Ye Qianqian came in. She was the only one standing upright.

Nan Zhi was wearing a standard uniform comprising a white s.h.i.+rt and knee-length skirt that Yi Fan had given her. She had tied her hair up in a ponytail with no makeup on her face. She was fair and beautiful, her quiet and calm temperament, along with her stunning countenance, made her look not like a maid at all, but more like the lady of the house.

Nan Zhi did not notice that Ye Qianqian’s face changed when she saw her.

“Are you a new servant?” Ye Qianqian stood in front of Nan Zhi, pus.h.i.+ng the sungla.s.ses on her nose to the top of her head and looked at the unfamiliar woman coldly.

Nan Zhi thought of that contract she had signed. She nodded. “Yes.”