"Miss An, please enjoy your soup."
Meanwhile, under a luxurious crystal chandelier in the An family home, An Xue sat as she admired her freshly completed manicure. Then, she picked up a spoon and took a sip of the soup.
"Ugh, it tastes horrible!" An Xue angrily threw the bowl of soup at the maid. The soup splashed onto the maid's head, but the maid did not dare to react. She only knelt on the ground and trembled.
An Xue stood up and kicked the maid. "Get lost, you idi*t!" She then walked into the living room and looked at the stack of gift boxes. She could not help but become even more frustrated.
After the kidnapping incident, An Xue felt that her father had gone mad because he wanted her to marry a man she had never met before.
