1305, Raising the Most Awkward Topic
After Mr. Y entered the living room, a maid came forward and helped him hang up his coat.
He took the towel and wiped his hands, casting a glance towards the dining room.
Mr. Ouyang promptly stepped forward, "Miss Mu should still be in the bedroom, I'll go invite her."
"Hmm." Mr. Y nodded and walked over to the dining table.
As soon as he sat down, several maids approached and lifted the silver lids.
Instantly, the aroma filled the dining room.
The dishes on the table were all carefully selected by Mr. Ouyang.
Using the freshest and most expensive ingredients, it was flown in by helicopter this morning and personally prepared by a Michelin chef.
Mr. Y glanced at the dishes on the table, his gaze indifferent, revealing no preference.
After about two or three minutes, footsteps came from the direction of the second floor.
Mr. Y looked up:
A young girl dressed in a loose beige sweater and skirt walked briskly over.
