"Butler Xin?"
Butler Xin's expression turned several shades darker.
How dare this girl who was still wet behind her ears address him in this way?
"Your illness must have gone through your head, Young Miss. It's 'Mr. Xin' to you. You are not yet in the caliber of your father to call me in that way."
Butler Xin was angered by Bei Sangyun's nonchalant attitude.
Recalling her impudent greeting to Old Master Lin in front of her father and other family members, and her subsequent unannounced departure, his frustration grew. He had been contacting her since yesterday but she turned off her phone instead. What audacity!
And now, he had to come looking for her personally because she did not return despite what he told her. She was especially rebellious nowadays.
