Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Cao Shiyue flipped through the pages, feeling extremely angry.

What did An Nansheng mean by this? The bag really contained everything she had tried today. Even the lipsticks, eye shadows and perfumes she had tried were picked out and given to her.

None of it is new.

What do you mean? Are you disgusted that these clothes have been touched by her?

Cao Ying came over after finishing her work and saw the clothes on the ground. She took them out and looked at them, then she laughed:

"Hey, are these clothes given to you by Nan Sheng? They are really beautiful. These pajamas are made of silk, right? They feel so smooth."

He compared it to Cao Shiyue:

"We are Shiyuebai, and purple looks good on us, making us look noble."

Cao Shiyue's face was gloomy:

"Don't act like you've never seen the world. Look how happy you are when someone gives you two old clothes."

Cao Ying took out all the clothes and looked at them:

"It's not old, it looks brand new."

Cao Shiyue snorted, "How can it not be old? There's not even a tag on it. An Nansheng doesn't even take us seriously. She gives new clothes to the servants at home, but gives me her old clothes. How ridiculous."

Cao Ying's face also darkened:

"How could this happen? I thought that girl was quite capable, but it turns out she's just a judge of her abilities."

"She spends hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars on a single bag, yet she's so stingy with us poor relatives. She's truly rich and heartless."

"So expensive?" Cao Shiyue felt a little regretful. An Nansheng didn't like her touching her things. If she had known earlier, she should have tried two more bags and maybe given them to her together.

Unfortunately, she was so fascinated by the beautiful clothes that she didn't have time to try the bag.

Cao Ying lowered her voice:

"This wealthy family is very particular. Take the maid who cleans An Nansheng's room. I've observed her wearing a hat and shoe covers every time she enters An Nansheng's room, and she also has several types of gloves. It's said she uses one type of gloves for sorting An Nansheng's clothes, another for wiping her bags, and another for putting away her jewelry. In short, she has very high standards when cleaning An Nansheng's room. It's said she even got a certificate called a senior organizer or something. Don't underestimate her easy job; she earns more than the chef in the kitchen."

Cao Shiyue was shocked. "So strict? No wonder she was so unhappy when I entered An Nansheng's room and kicked me out."

Cao Ying was stunned: "Shiyue, you, you went into Nansheng's room?"

Cao Shiyue hummed indifferently: "I'm in, what's wrong?"

Cao Ying snorted, "How could you just walk into her room? That's so rude. When you were at home, you wouldn't be happy if your nephew went to play in your room."

Cao Shiyue said dissatisfiedly: "How can it be the same? Your son touched my things, but I wouldn't touch hers. I just tried on a few of her clothes."

Cao Ying: “…”

He looked at the clothes in his hand suspiciously and understood why An Nansheng gave clothes to Cao Shiyue.

Trying on other people's clothes without their permission, isn't that called tampering with other people's things?

Cao Shiyue has always been strong-willed and independent. Cao Ying couldn't convince her, so she just advised:

"We're still asking the An family for help, so we should be careful not to upset them."

Cao Shiyue snorted:

"An Nansheng has already asked the housekeeper to keep an eye on me and not allow me to go near her residence, not even to play with the children."

"If that child wasn't from Mufu City, I wouldn't bother to take a second look at him."

Cao Ying was even more surprised:

"You, you are not interested in Mu Fucheng, are you?"