Now that Yu Tian had arrived, he swiftly got Yu Bufan to transfer Mei Qingyang's stuff to his apartment. While he and Yu Bufan were celebrating in their hearts, Mrs. Zhao was throwing daggers to the girl through her eyes since she had stepped in the house.
Yu Tian already had an assistant, why did he need an additional servant? He had number of servants under him as well. On the top of that, this girl was not a person who had undergone rigorous training like other servants in the house, nor did she belong to a bigger house, to perhaps make her his mistress. What qualifications did she have to enter his home as a servant?
"Aunt Zhao, is there some problem? I see that you're not really happy with my decision," Yu Tian had been observing her for past one hour through the corner of his eyes. She had been staring at his kitten since then. It was not a pleasant feeling. Who was she to scrutinize the person he had chosen like this?
