The man quickly grabbed his clothes and ran away as fast as he could.

The woman was left standing there, bewildered, pointing at the fleeing man, filled with shame and indignation. "Bastard!"

"You two are really bold, daring to do such a shameful thing in Yi Yi's dressing room."

Xia Bingqing didn't chase after the man. She slowly locked the door and leaned against it.

Atao grabbed her clothes and covered herself, stammering and unable to speak clearly. "You... what do you want to do? The young mistress doesn't like you, so... even if you go to her and complain, she won't believe you..."

"Do I need to complain? If I just shout, the men in black outside this villa will come in and catch you red-handed. Don't think you're safe just because you're dressed. Your dirty deeds will be exposed with a simple investigation."

Xia Bingqing smiled coldly and walked step by step toward Atao.

Atao was a little uneasy and hurriedly tidied her clothes and hair.

She and the man from earlier were a couple and worked together in this villa. The Mu family had a clear rule when hiring servants: couples were not allowed, and employees were not permitted to develop feelings for each other.

Attracted by the high salary, the two concealed their relationship and were able to come to the Mu family smoothly. If their relationship were exposed, they would both lose their jobs.

"So what...so what..." Atao said, forcing herself to speak. "It's just a job. At worst, we'll be kicked out and leave this place."

"You're thinking too simply, little sister." Xia Bingqing walked up to Atao, stared at her intently, and threatened, "Don't you know that Yi Yi may seem kind and easy to bully, but she's actually the most ruthless person? Otherwise, how could she have successfully squeezed out my position and become the young mistress of the Mu family?"

The thought that Yi Yi had taken her place, that Yi Yi had stolen her beautiful love, and that she had suffered inhuman torture for the past six months filled Xia Bingqing with unbearable hatred.

Xia Bingqing and Mu Nanxun were previously engaged, a fact known to almost everyone in Philadelphia. Although Atao came from the countryside, she had heard some things about Xia Bingqing and Mu Nanxun since she started working for the Mu family, and therefore knew that what Xia Bingqing said was true.

"If someone who rose to power through scheming and ruthlessness knew that you were doing this kind of thing with a man in her walk-in closet, do you think she would simply kick you out of the house?"

"Young...Young Madam doesn't seem to be..."

"She doesn't seem like a ruthless person, does she? You can know a person's face but not their heart. How could someone as shrewd as her let you see through her so easily? Have you already forgotten the strange things that happened at the villa a couple of days ago?"

Atao believed her and became even more guilty, pleading, "Then...then don't tell the young mistress! As long as you don't tell the young mistress, I'll do anything you want."

Xia Bingqing approached step by step, tidying her clothes and hair, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes, "Don't worry, we are all pitiful people living under the roof of the Mu family. I sympathize with you, why would I report you?"

"Really, you really won't tell anyone?"

"Of course, as I said, we are all in the same boat."