He had only been waiting in the lobby for a few minutes when a personal butler, clad in a brown hip-skirt, black silk, with long, wavy hair and a hint of matronliness, approached Gu Heng.
"Mr. Gu, hello, I am Fang Xun, your personal butler. I will be at your service 24 hours a day for the next few days."
Sitting on the sofa and playing with his phone, Gu Heng listened to this gentle female voice, slowly lifted his head, struggled to suppress the urge to swallow, stood up, and smiled, "Miss Fang, hello."
"Mr. Gu, would you like to keep resting or would you like to check out your private courtyard?"
"Let's check out the room first."
"Very well, Mr. Gu, this way please."
After speaking, Fang Xun slightly bent over and gestured with an extended hand, then took the lead.
