"Xia'er, don't make troubles. Give the hairpin back to the Young Lady," the girl in the hat ordered in a low voice. Her voice was gentle and sweet, and from the way she spoke, everyone could tell that she was well-bred in a rich family. However, there seemed to be a domineering air about her.

In a low voice, she properly expressed her displeasure.

"Yes, miss!" The maid called Xia'er took the jade hairpin reluctantly and put it on the counter with a snort, as if ...