Steward Neo, speaking fluent Chinese, sounded quite helpless. "Let me be frank with you, the estate is completely cut off from the outside world right now. Without any support, we might not even have enough food soon.."
"Do you think I'll believe that?" Wu Yue couldn't help rolling his eyes. "Your master is so unscrupulous, aren't you afraid our young master will turn hostile?"
"Tomorrow morning, I hope the phone will be delivered to our young master. As for how to get it, you figure it out yourself."
A hypocritical accomplice.
Wu Yue couldn't be bothered with further arguing with him. After saying this, he turned and left.
Neo watched Wu Yue's figure disappear at the end of the stairs, and his expression gradually became solemn.
He was just a steward, responsible for fulfilling the tasks assigned by his master.
As for everything else, he didn't need to pay attention to it.
