Zhou Shuyuan originally wanted to deal a blow to Xia Yanxin but didn't expect that Xia Yanxin didn't care at all.
"I don't care much about these things," she said. "I think a person's inner qualities are more important than their attire… A woman with class, even if she wraps herself in a bed sheet, still appears noble and dignified. A woman without class, even if she coats herself in gold, remains unbearably vulgar..."
Zhou Shuyuan's face reddened and became hot upon hearing this. Though Xia Yanxin didn't name anyone, Zhou Shuyuan felt uncomfortable, as if Xia Yanxin was speaking about her.
Just as she was about to retort, Aunt Zhou came downstairs.
"Oh no, it's terrible, the young miss has a fever. I don't know what happened; she just got a high fever after taking a bath. Doctor Yeh asked her, and she said she's been coughing for several days now..."
