C338 Don't Make Things Difficult for Me

"Well," said the butler, not daring to deny it, "don't make things difficult for me, Miss Zhou."

"Alright, I understand!" Zhou Xiaomei's hands were clenched into fists, and her sharp nails dug into her palms. There was a trace of bone-piercing pain, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.

"Miss Zhou, I'll come back at 12 o'clock. I hope you won't make things difficult for me