"Lady Xintong." Housekeeper Xing's voice echoed in her ears, and Feng Xintong snapped back to reality, a layer of cold sweat forming on her forehead.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing." Feng Xintong smiled shyly, "I never thought I'd have the chance to trouble you, Housekeeper Xing, to pour water yourself. I'm truly grateful."
"A mere trifle." Housekeeper Xing's expression was calm. "Serving the Family Head is my duty."
Pouring water for you, Feng Xintong, was just a matter of convenience. He didn't want you to be too embarrassed following along; till now, Housekeeper Xing didn't quite approve of the decision to have Feng Xintong stay by Sheng Ning's side.
The Feng Family's internal conflicts have claimed countless lives over the years, and almost all of the second generation has perished. Many from the third generation are gone too. The Feng Family can hardly withstand the brutal infighting any longer.
