"What exactly is this gift?"
"You'll find out soon enough, won't you? Hurry up, the young mistress is still waiting for us downstairs."
Ji Shanshan stood right behind them, clearly overhearing every word of their conversation.
Her mind raced, and her expression gradually turned sinister and ruthless.
Just as the two maids were about to head down the stairs, Ji Shanshan darted forward and slammed into the pile of gift boxes!
The boxes scattered from the tremendous impact, some falling to the floor, others rolling down the stairs.
"Ouch..."
Ji Shanshan dramatically rubbed her shoulder, glaring at the two maids as she berated them loudly, "What kind of walking is that? Blocking the middle of the way—do you know how much that hurt?"
"Second Miss, we're so sorry, we didn't mean to!" The two maids quickly bowed their heads to apologize.
"Forget it, forget it! I know it wasn't on purpose."
