"Yes..."
The Butler responded in a low voice, casting an apprehensive glance at Lu Yebai.
The man's expression was placid as if he wasn't angry, but this calm demeanor was even more terrifying.
As Lu Yebai entered the room, he saw Meng Xi'er sitting at the desk, engrossed in reading a book.
Upon seeing him come in, she didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, completely ignoring him.
Lu Yebai walked over, took the book from her hands, glanced at the title, Tagore's "Bird Collection".
"When I called for you, why didn't you come?"
He set the book aside and looked at Meng Xi'er sitting in the chair. The faint sunlight coming from the window made her skin look pale and translucent.
He reached out to stroke her face but she turned her head avoiding his touch.
"Did you answer my call?"
"..." Meng Xi'er's long eyelashes trembled slightly.
It seemed Lu Yebai intended to settle scores with her.
