Yu Lili couldn't believe her ears. Her eyes widened at Jiao Ziqing.
Jiao Ziqing didn't spare her a glance and continued her conversation with her friends over the mahjong table.
Yu Lili's heart was cheering. She quickly explained herself, "Not at all! How could that be?"
"If that's the case, what's the reason you won't speak to us? You've been here for so long, yet we don't even know your name," Qiao Meng unyieldingly said.
"My name is Yu Lili, Auntie Qiao," Yu Lili said.
"I see. Yu Lili. This name sounds a little familiar to me. Oh, no wonder you looked so familiar! You're the mistress who got into a royal mess with Ou Ming some time back, aren't you?" Zhuang Yunhua was never one to beat around the bush. Her words were so straightforward, they made Yu Lili feel awkward.
"How could you put it that way?" Li Pingting nudged Zhuang Yunhua in admonishment.
Evidently, they all knew who Yu Lili was.
