Ding Huizhu said coldly, "You can arrange it as you see fit."

If anyone's to blame, it's Xie Li herself for sleeping in late. She doesn't have the nerve to ask Xie Yunqiu to make Jiang Baili wait for her.

At the main entrance, Jiang Baili glanced indifferently at Ding Huizhu, then looked up at Xie Li, who had already appeared at the top of the stairs on the second floor, before turning around and leaving decisively.

It's no wonder she looked down on Xie Li from the bottom of her heart; in fact, even Ding Huizhu didn't protect her at all.

She and Xie Zi'an both traveled to school in luxury cars worth millions, while Xie Li could only ride in a beat-up car worth only a few hundred thousand, a car that the servants had discarded.

She felt incredibly agitated for Xie Li.

Xie Li went downstairs and found that everyone had left.

She didn't care, quickly ate a few bites of her breakfast, then slung her schoolbag over her shoulder and ran out the door.

Aunt Zhang followed behind, carrying the food. "Young lady, take some food to eat on the way, don't go hungry..."

When Ding Huizhu returned from the glass greenhouse and saw this scene, she couldn't help but frown.

"Zhang Ma, come back!" Ding Huizhu called out to Zhang Ma in a stern voice, "Don't pack food for her!"

"Students should act like students. Does she think she's farming in the mountains? Even if she were farming, she would have to work hard from dawn till dusk to have food, otherwise she would starve to death!"

"If I don't pay attention to the time, I won't be able to eat breakfast in the future."

Seeing Ding Huizhu's expression, Zhang Ma knew she had misunderstood. "Actually, Miss didn't sleep in on purpose. It's because..."

"Enough!" Ding Huizhu didn't want to listen to Zhang Ma's explanation at all. The old lady was biased towards the children and couldn't distinguish between what was important and what was not.

Zhang Ma opened her mouth, but felt at a loss for words.

Ding Huizhu pressed her temples, only then realizing that her tone had been a bit too harsh.

Although Zhang Ma was a servant, she was no ordinary servant. After all, she was a nanny who took care of her husband and father-in-law, and her relationship with him was extraordinary.

She thought for a moment, then changed the subject to comfort her, "Aunt Zhang, you look much better lately, and your hair has gotten much darker..."

It was just a casual topic, but upon closer inspection, something seemed amiss.

As Zhang Ma got older, and because of overwork when she was young, her face was full of wrinkles and her hair was gray.

Looking at him now, he suddenly has a full head of black hair, and his face is much smoother...

"Oh, really?" Zhang Ma looked up blankly and touched her face; she really hadn't noticed these things.

She's quite old, and not some wealthy socialite, so she doesn't pay attention to her hair and face all the time. She just checks in the mirror every day to see if her hair is neatly styled.

Only when I touched it did I realize that the feel was indeed very different from before.

The rough, bark-like texture between my fingers disappeared, and the deepest wrinkles at the corners of my eyes seemed to have vanished as well.

As Zhang Ma touched her hair, she suddenly remembered something and said to Ding Huizhu with a delighted expression, "It must be those hair growth tonics that the young lady made! Madam, let me tell you, the young lady..."

Zhang Ma tried her best to recommend it to Ding Huizhu, after all, this was a great opportunity to change the lady's opinion of the young lady!

"The young lady is quite skilled at alchemy! She healed her own burns with her own medicine, and now the hair growth tonic she's making is incredibly effective!"

Ding Huizhu felt a surge of displeasure when she heard Xie Li mentioned again.

Upon further listening, Xie Li was still not giving up and was boasting about his alchemy skills.

I was initially quite interested in her changes in appearance and wanted to discuss them, but now I don't want to listen anymore.

"Aunt Zhang, I have something to do, so I won't talk to you any longer." Ding Huizhu waved her hand, maintaining a superficial politeness.