The man on the sofa did not move, but everyone around him relaxed at the sound of the car.
They all breathed a collective sigh of relief.
The butler smiled. "Sir, Madam works near the Zhongguan, she is probably late due to the bad traffic jam on the road, it's quite expected."
Si Zhengting shot him a cold glance and loosened his necktie. "Uncle Lee, you talk too much."
Even though it was a reproach, the butler caught the element of ease and lightness in those words. He laughed and continued, "Yes, I do talk too much, this is the first meal you and Madam are having together at home, I will go check on the dishes."
He was about to turn to the kitchen when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps enter the house. The butler looked up curiously and saw the driver enter with his head hanging low.
The butler looked behind him and, on not finding Zhuang Nainai, enquired, "Where's Madam? Why are you back alone?"
