Lang Qiu also said, "You can never be too careful."
Bai Zhi knew they were looking out for her, afraid she would be bullied, so she nodded. "Okay, I understand."
Seeing her nod, a hint of a smile touched Zelda's face. "By the way, I just had the chef prepare some food. It should be ready soon. Hu Yan wanted you to try his cooking. If he's not good enough, I'll send a replacement over."
Bai Zhi said, "You don't have to go to all this trouble. I can cook myself."
Zelda frowned. "You're Hu Yan's wife. How can you be the one cooking? If Hu Yan didn't dislike having so many people around, I would have gotten him a full staff."
At his words, Bai Zhi fell silent for a moment. 'He has a point. After all, Hu Yan is the Third Prince. We're not the same.'
It suddenly made her think of how she'd worked Hu Yan like a slave, making him cook, having him help out, and treating him that way...
'She was lucky to still be standing here in one piece, and it was all thanks to her status.'
