"I'm glad you found it."
Ye Xiaofei nodded his head, not giving it much more thought.
Ding dong.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
The butler quickly trotted over and opened the door.
"Miss, you're finally back, the master was almost worried to death."
Seeing Xia Wanqing standing in front of two men in black, pouting as she walked in, the butler hurriedly spoke.
"Where's dad, I need to talk some sense into him."
Xia Wanqing felt that her business failure had nothing to do with Feng Shui but was a lack of experience on her part. So why on Earth did her father insist that it wasn't the case and blame it on Feng Shui issues?
And even asked a Feng Shui master to check it out for her. Was there any point in this?
"He's inside waiting for you."
The butler took a deep breath, knowing his young mistress's temper: she was skeptical, believed in science, and had almost no curiosity or belief in the art of Feng Shui.
