"Are you alright?" Long Xingkui asked her.
The wealthy heiress felt wronged, "I've never been treated like this before!"
Long Xingkui reassured her, "Brother Xiliang holds Miss Lu in the palm of his hand,"
"Why would Seventh Master specifically ask me to hold Lu Xiaoyou's shoes?" She couldn't understand.
Long Xingkui asked her softly, "Do you have some past grievance with Miss Lu?"
The wealthy heiress shook her head.
Long Xingkui also looked puzzled, "Then I really don't understand, Brother Xiliang really likes Miss Lu now, so in the future, when you see Miss Lu, it's best to avoid her."
She, a proper wealthy heiress, having to avoid Lu Xiaoyou, what nonsense!
"So Lu Xiaoyou wants to humiliate me, making me hold her shoes?" The wealthy heiress realized this from Long Xingkui's words.
Long Xingkui stared blankly at her, as if she hadn't said anything earlier.
