In the villa's kitchen, seven or eight beautiful maids were busy preparing tonight's dinner.
"I never expected the head maid to know the Master. They say they were classmates, but I wonder what their relationship really is?" a young maid asked, brimming with gossip.
"What else could it be? The head maid is from the Su Family. Her sister is the famous Su Mei, a heroine among girls and hailed as one of the future Kings."
A long-legged maid, well-informed about Su Ji, said, "You could say Su Ji has a limitless future. She's a direct descendant of the Su Family, known as the Pearl of the Su Family. Yet, here she is, following him to Giant City, willing to serve as a maid."
"Even if you think with your knees, you know there's something fishy between those two."
Like Sherlock Holmes, she observed the details with keen eyes, absolutely certain that there was an illicit affair between them.
"No way! She's beautiful, talented, and they've known each other for so long. Do we even have a chance?" a pure-looking maid wailed, suddenly feeling her future grow dim.
With such an outstanding woman by his side—one who even chased him from school—small fries like them had no hope at all; they were nothing but cannon fodder.
"Don't worry. These proud daughters of heaven have only ever had men circling them since they were young. They have no experience in chasing men. When it comes to seduction, she's a total amateur."
The long-legged maid was full of confidence: "As long as we pull out all the stops and use every trick in the book, hooking Xia Ping, this golden turtle son-in-law, is a done deal. It's in the bag."
She made it clear that Su Ji was no match for them.