"Mother!" Di Fenglan whined, stamping her foot.

Counting on the power of being Zhaoyi Di's favorite niece, Di Fenglan had always been arrogant. She’d certainly never been taunted by a little girl.

"Let's go!" Countess Yong looked at Qin Wanru's small figure and frowned. She’d come off a little too aggressive just now, which let the little girl take the upper hand.

At the thought of Madam Di's request, she sighed inwardly. What had happened just now ...