Ming Shu walked back to the long table under the servants' weird gazes and continued to eat.
The butler stared at her for a few seconds.
"What are you doing, send her back!"
The butler did not think much of it. She was a lot stronger when the illness came.
He thought she was under the attack of the mental illness again.
Standing at the long table, Ming Shu raised her head slightly and looked at the servants approaching.
She smiled faintly.
"The owner of this villa seems to be me, doesn't it?"
The servants here were all hired later, and they only knew that the Host was Mr. Shu's niece.
Of course they didn't know anything else. Hearing Ming Shu say something like this now, most of them still believed that she was just crazy.
The owner of the villa was clearly Mr. Shu.
But the butler knew everything.
What she said was the truth.
She was the villa's master.
Shu Ran.
