Xin Qing was still recovering from her shock at Rong Siman's conduct when the woman laughed. "You should rest up and take it easy this week. Once you recover from your jet lag, I'll start organizing the party."

"Party?" Xin Qing stared back at her.

Rong Siman seemed slightly taken aback at Xin Qing's reaction. "Didn't Ah Cang tell you we'd be hosting a party for you? That way we can make your status official. Everyone would know after the party that you're the future mistress ...