To a certain extent, Little Master, who could not sleep, was a demon.
At this moment, everyone was in a state of fear. They were trembling with fear as they waited for Little Master to get tired and quickly go to bed.
Zhuojing Villa was brightly lit, and every corner was as bright as day.
Xiao Bao was sitting on the sofa, playing chess with himself. His expression was very serious.
When Qiao Weiyang stepped into Zhuojing Villa, it was already past midnight.
Su Zhuoqian was the first to enter the hall.
Everyone shouted in unison, "Mr. Su."
Butler Xu took Su Zhuoqian's coat and handed him a pair of slippers.
When he saw Qiao Weiyang, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't make a sound for a moment.
What was going on?
Mr. Su, who never appeared alone with anyone of the opposite sex, had always been insulated from the opposite sex.
There had not been any female guests in Zhuojing Villa until now.
