"Are you kidding me? As a sixth-grade officer, shouldn't I be able to handle a mere maid like you?" One of Wu Xiangge's maids asked when she saw how the two girls were not in love with her. She didn't believe that she couldn't handle this little girl's 'sister' and 'sister'. Just as she was about to roll up her sleeves and start a big fight with the dance, a tea girl stopped crying and pulled her sleeve to dance. "What's up?" one of the girls noticed that the two girls had just returned from something, and she even said harshly to the girl, "That, that girl, we're both eighth-grade officials now, so you can't do anything to her!" When the girl saw that the dance was about to arrive, she carefully pointed at her fingers and whispered to the girl, reminding her about it. She looked at the pa
