Su Xing took the empty glass and said sincerely, "Sis, you can't stay up late all the time. You'll go bald if you do, and will get eyebags, too. Then, Bitch Rong and Scum Qi will definitely laugh at you at Master Bo's 70th birthday party."
'Bitch Rong and Scum Qi? Good names.'
Su Ye cocked her eyebrow. "You heard what they were saying in the living room?"
Su Xing nodded adorably. "Yup. That Scum Qi isn't worthy of you. I looked him up. In all of Imperial City, only Big Brother Yunli is worthy of you!"
'He's young, but already mischievous.'
When Su Ye remembered what happened in the Bo family, she became agitated. "Bo Yunli? It'd be about right if he became my lackey."
"Lackey?" Su Xing's expression suddenly turned wary. "You lack lackeys? Aren't I enough for you?"
'Heh. He's even jealous.'
The next day, just like usual, Su Ye returned to the Su family mansion at nine o'clock after her morning run.
