Fang Rou glanced at the pool on the left.
This pool was for the more than twenty other miscellaneous servants besides Ye Lingyue.
The square pool held barely one-third of the water, looking pitifully shallow.
As expected, Fang Rou raised an eyebrow.
More than twenty newcomers, yet they couldn't even fill the pool; these newcomers were truly pampered.
She lazily turned her gaze to the pool on the right, the one Ye Lingyue was responsible for.
Who knew, at a single glance, Fang Rou was stunned.
The entire pool... was actually filled to the brim with water.
It looked as if a torrential downpour had overflowed a river.
The water shimmered mockingly at them.
To have filled it completely, how did that newcomer named Ye Lingyue achieve this?
Fang Rou herself had been a newcomer, and the old workers from that year hadn't spared her any hardships.
