The next day.
"Knock, knock, knock!" The sound of knocking echoed.
"Come in." Li Mengxue lazily lied on the bed, covering her body with a blanket, her voice indistinct.
"Miss, the master is looking for you," the servant stood by the bed with utmost respect, answering reverently.
"Oh," Li Mengxue replied languidly.
"Miss, you should get up now, or the master will get impatient."
"I know, I know," Li Mengxue waved her hand irritably.
...
Half an hour later.
Li Mengxue was dressed properly, looking like a beautiful princess.
"The master is waiting for you downstairs, please go down," the servant reminded again.
"Mmm, I know."
"I'm leaving now!"
Li Mengxue waved her hand and turned around, walking downstairs in her high heels.
"Dad."
"Dad..."
Li Mengxue approached her father, calling out cheerfully.
"Mhm."
Li Zhenglong sat on the sofa, his face expressionless.
"Dad, why did you suddenly want to see me this early in the morning?" Li Mengxue asked.
