"Miss…" Mo Qing was slightly stunned and frowned at the girl in front of him.
He knew that some rich families did not care about human lives. Buying a servant was like buying an animal. At this moment, the girl probably thought of him as a servant, so he was naturally unhappy. However, when he looked into her eyes, the displeasure instantly disappeared.
She was not looking at him with disdain but with respect. He subconsciously blurted out, "Miss, have we met somewhere before?"
Shen Miao sighed softly. "No."
"Then why…"
