"Thank you, Miss." Butler Ji hurriedly said.
The old man was really scared to death because he knew that Young Master wouldn't joke around. It wasn't like he hadn't been sent out by Young Master all these years.
It was a tearful moment. It was not easy for him to be a butler.
Qin Jianxi smiled and walked to Fu Ge's side. She asked, "Aren't you going to eat breakfast?"
Fu Ge glanced at her and saw that there was nothing unusual in her expression. He said, "I am."
He held her hand and walked to the dining room.
After the two of them sat down, the servants immediately served breakfast.
"What is this?" Fu Ge pointed at the white jade cup in front of him and said.
He remembered that he didn't drink soup, and even if the white jade lid wasn't opened, he smelled a very strange smell.
