Anning's hand beside her body curled into fists before she could stop herself. She absolutely didn't want to be ordered around, not after everything that had happened today.
She already understood where she stood in this place as a slave, maid or even someone's property... Whatever title these people deemed fit to call her, but none of them sounded pleasant to her.
But like people say, you just have to accept things and move on. She had already accepted things to some extent but Wanqing kept throwing orders at her every few minutes and it was becoming increasingly annoying.
"Han Luo, your job comes first. Do not forget that"
The frown on Anning's face deepened at those words, her gaze remained fixed on Wanqing's back. The woman didn't even bother glancing at her, even though she actually said something. She just turned and continued walking down the hallway as if ordering people around was as natural as breathing.
