The Golden Week has just ended, and people have once again plunged into their busy lives. Society... is still the society we are familiar with.
And the club owner, seems to be the same as before— but what does it matter?
The important thing is, before the Golden Week, there was already a pardon, released from that dark corner of the ceiling— Tai Yinzi thought so.
The newcomer, who watched the entrance for a short holiday, really didn't dare to touch anything in those cabinets... but at least sweeping the floor is okay, right?
At this moment, Tai Yinzi was sweeping the floor while quietly observing the owner reading by the window. When he saw the maid finally decided to go inside to brew a new pot of red tea, Tai Yinzi hurriedly followed while continuing to sweep the floor.
In the kitchen, the maid cutting lemon slices smiled slightly, "Tai Yinzi, are you planning to take over my work here too?"
