"There are so many people in the store, all staring at me like I'm a thief. Are you deliberately trying to make me look foolish?"

He saw his daughter return in a rage.

Finally feeling a sense of relief, Su's mother threw the rag on the ground, stood up, and cried out, "What kind of life is this?!"

"Daughter, thank goodness you came back. You have no idea what I've been suffering every day!"

"I have a limp, and I still have to sweep this and that, and kneel down to wipe the floor. I can't take it anymore. This kind of life is just too hard!"

Zhou Yi took the headphones off his head.

Looking up at the scene before him, a mother and daughter sharing their deep sorrows, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Meeting Su Qingjiao's stubborn, teary-eyed gaze, Zhou Yi remained expressionless. In Su Qingjiao's eyes, Zhou Yi at this moment seemed like a heartless boss who was bullying them.

Su Qingjiao may have already forgotten.

Their own identity was that of nannies. If the Zhou family hadn't taken them in, where would they have gotten their high wages, their opportunity to join the Zhou family, and their good life?

"Is that so? Does Su Yong think she's suffering staying in the Zhou family?" Zhou Yi said indifferently, showing no leniency towards the mother and daughter.

He knew in his heart that the mother and daughter would not leave easily.

It's nothing more than wanting to control oneself.

"Since you all find it so hard, then settle your wages and leave."

"I believe that people all over Luzhou are scrambling to get a job as a maid in the Zhou family. Oh, by the way, remember to pay back all the money the Zhou family spent on you. After all, a maid doesn't deserve to wear gold and jade for three or four years."