Just then, a maid came over with a tray of tea.
No sooner had she set it down,
Zhao Meilan expressed her dissatisfaction, "We don't drink tea, we're used to coffee!"
The maid in front of her was taken aback and gave Ye Zhong a glance.
Ye Zhong stood to the side and nodded his head.
Only then did the maid put away the tea.
"I'm sorry, I'll get the coffee right away!"
Zhao Meilan saw this and nodded her head in satisfaction.
"Hmm, remember to ask the guests for their preferences before pouring drinks next time so there won't be any mistakes, and you won't embarrass your masters!"
Her arrogant and contemptuous expression was as if a master was reprimanding a servant, a matter of course.
It was as if, at this moment, she, Zhao Meilan, had already become the master of this villa.
The two maids, after hearing her, could only nod in agreement and rushed to a nearby room to prepare two cups of coffee.
