"Shi Tou, you need to tell the truth, as this will directly affect your bonus next month!" Gong Beiming gave Shi Tou a meaningful look, clearly a blatant threat.
Butler Shi smiled, "Miss Chi, your hairstyle is very creative!"
"Is it?"
Chi Xiaoyu was halfway between belief and doubt as she gathered her hair, figuring that, after all, she was just going to sleep later that night.
He held her small hand, and as they went downstairs, his eyes remained glued to her, wanting to laugh, but he eventually held back.
"Young Master, Miss Chi, good evening. Dinner is ready!"
Gong Beiming was quite indifferent to Butler Shi's words, his eyes void of any emotional fluctuation, as if he deemed eating beneath him.
On the other hand, Chi Xiaoyu's reaction was the complete opposite, "Really? What's for dinner tonight?"
"Tonight's menu includes French baked snails, seared foie gras with scallops, and French squab, accompanied by truffle oil soup..."
