"Really? But I was using the toilet, number two! Rushing me won't help!"
The servant at the door was simply too anxious.
But could only leave dejectedly.
Downstairs, walking into the living room, there was a young man in a sky-blue shirt sitting in a French armchair. He had deep-set eyes, slender eyebrows, and a prominent nose. His forehead was partially covered by loose bangs that almost concealed his eyes. Head down, he was holding a pot of white flowers in his hands.
It was the potted plant placed on the dining table, which Xia Zhisu had left there the night before.
"Young Master, Miss Xia hasn't come out yet..." The servant was too scared to speak!
The young master had been waiting for a full two hours!
The man slightly curved his lips, his fingers toying with the white flowers.
"Mr. Dongye! I'll go hurry her up again!" The servant really couldn't wait any longer and wanted to go upstairs to rush her again.
"Natasha." Dongye Runyi spoke.
