"I'm sorry, Mrs. Jin. I'm sorry." The girls were in a flurry and stood in a row.
"Go to receive the guests." Nanny Jin growled, and then all the girls left.
"I'm so angry. Why do we keep these people? If they don't do good things, they want to fly up to the branches and become phoenixes. What a joke!" Mother Jin sat on a delicate carved chair, her hands heavily tapping on the table, her red nails shining.
"Mom, don't be angry. Don't let it hurt your body." Mo Yitong pretended to come forward to comfort her. The golden woman looked back at Mo Yitong. She was stunned for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. "Okay, I'm fine."
Mo Yitong hadn't even had the time to know why this golden woman treated her so differently. A day had passed, and when night fell, the Intoxicated Village fell
