Helian Mei guffawed as she asked the young girls from prestigious families standing behind her.
They held their handkerchiefs. Their thin lips slightly curved. Looking at Wei Wei was like looking at a puddle of mud that wouldn't be able stand up no matter how she tried.
Helian Mei smugly raised her chin triumphantly, "Aah, I should stop, I should stop talking. This environment is no good. Let's go find a chef to give us preferential treatment. Let's go, sisters."
They again skillfully strung together a series of ear piercing laughs.
Only, that foot of Helian Mei's had yet to step away when immediately after, it seemed as if her whole body didn't follow her command anymore. 'Putt!' all of a sudden, she was kneeling on the ground. In front of her, leftovers also somehow spilled and splashed her face and hair full of oil.
"Miss!" The maid following her quickly went to support her body, but couldn't redeem anything.
