She was not on the same side as Ning Lizi, a spoiled young lady.
Yu Liuliu, a grassroots name, did not seem to have any powerful background. Therefore, even though everyone liked her in their hearts, they did not dare to make a sound without understanding the situation for a while.
They were afraid of stirring up a beehive and offending Ning Lizi.
"Didn't your family teach you that when you talk to others, you should first see if they are willing to pay attention to you?"
Yu Liuliu frowned slightly and glanced at Ning Lizi with disgust.
Her gaze was like looking at a detestable dog skin plaster.
As the saying goes, one should kiss a gentleman and keep a distance from a villain.
She really did not want to pay attention to Ning Lizi, but Ning Lizi was really too difficult to deal with.
Even a clay figurine had a temper, let alone her.
One had to know that she grew up in the hands of her father and a few uncles, and her brothers were even more protective of her.
