When the woman stood opposite her, Xia Bingqing pretended to flip through the menu on the table and made a couple of sarcastic remarks.

"Dressed like that in a place like this, do you want everyone to stare at you?"

"Isn't it good?" The woman glanced at the somewhat worn-out table and chairs, but didn't sit down, showing considerable disdain.

"Tsk tsk, things are really different now. In the past, you were the high and mighty young lady of the Xia family, pampered and spoiled. You probably would never have come to a place like this, you wouldn't even want to take a look. Now, I never expected you to be drinking tea in such a vulgar place."

“Liang Xiaoru…” Xia Bingqing looked up, somewhat angry. “You’ve only been out of prison for a few days, and you’ve already forgotten the suffering you endured there? Being so high-profile, be careful that what you have now won’t be yours again soon.”

That's right, this woman, adorned with jewels and dressed in a bright and charming manner, is Liang Xiaoru.

As the saying goes, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river," and in less than thirty years, the two people's circumstances had undergone a dramatic change. The former rich young lady had fallen into dependence on others, while the former servant in someone else's house had transformed into a wealthy person.

"Speaking of which, you deserve some credit for my imprisonment, Miss Xia." Liang Xiaoru's eyes gleamed with hatred.

Although she now lives a life free from want, she will never forget the humiliation she suffered in prison, or the days when this young lady of the Xia family rode on her head and trampled under her feet.

Upon hearing this, Xia Bingqing pinched her palm hard, her chest heaving. After a while, she finally let out a long sigh and calmed down.

"Xiaoru, let bygones be bygones. If I've wronged you in any way, please forgive me. Look at me now, aren't I in a bad situation? You and I have both experienced hardship, and it was all thanks to that person. We shouldn't become enemies."

"We are certainly not enemies, at least not now. We have a common enemy, don't we?"

A common enemy...

Yiyi.

If it weren't for Yi Yi, she wouldn't have spent so long in prison, suffering humiliation and living a hellish life.

Fortunately, fate smiled upon her and she met a benefactor. Not only was she released from prison, but she also enjoys the comfortable life she has now, where she can live a life free from worries about food and clothing and indulge in extravagance.

Although she now lives the life she once dreamed of, she will never forget the suffering and humiliation she endured. Moreover, Yi Yi's life is now a hundred or a thousand times better than hers—how could she possibly tolerate that!

"How is the plan going?"

Liang Xiaoru raised her chin and looked down at Xia Bingqing.

She acted as if she were Xia Bingqing's master, and Xia Bingqing was just like the servants who served her.

Xia Bingqing harbored resentment, but she dared not lash out. She still needed Liang Xiaoru to continue fighting against Yi Yi.

"It's going very smoothly. Now everyone in the villa is in a panic, talking about whether she's some kind of monster. Some even say she's the reincarnation of the Snake King. I think if this continues, her identity will be revealed sooner or later."

“That’s great. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going now. I really can’t stand staying in this dirty place. Besides…” Liang Xiaoru stretched out her hand, looked at it in front of her eyes, and continued, “I should get my nails done too. My husband says he likes me wearing pink the most, so I need to get my nails pink too.”

"Wait... I... I need money."