"Did you hear that? Get lost! Don't force me to do it!" Jiang Shan rolled up his sleeves and stared at the Zhao family's butler with a fierce look.
The servant who had come with them did not expect to encounter such a situation. He quickly waved his hand and explained, "Don't misunderstand. This is a Mid-Autumn gift from the Zhao family's Eldest Miss to Miss Jiang Xi. It has nothing to do with our butler. If you don't accept it, we won't be able to report back to the family." He was a little nervous. Eldest Miss Zhao Yingying was fine, but Eldest Young Master Zhao Ruifeng was a very strict person. He knew that they would be punished for their incompetence. If the Eldest Young Master of the house frowned, everyone would be trembling in fear.
"To who?" Jiang Si raised his head and asked in surprise.
