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The butler replied reluctantly with a twitch of his lips, âMadam seems pretty good.â
âAlright, I know.â
After hearing nothing else from her, the butler respectfully continued, âIf there are no further instructions, Maâam, I will hang up now.â
The caller on the line suddenly nosily probed, âLee, how is the relationship between Sir and the Madam?â
The butler paused. âMaâam, you mean...â
âTheir sex life, of course.â
The butler was dumbfounded.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
He had wanted to report on that matter to Maâam in the morning after the wedding night, but Sir was in a foul mood and had thrown those things back to him. The butler had understood back then that it was a warning for him to shut his mouth on the matter. How should he answer to Maâam now?
He was caught in a tight spot between Maâamâs persistence and Sirâs wrath.
The butler gave a soft cough. âMaâam, you know how Sir is like, he never lets us near his bedroom.â
âWhy canât you go eavesdrop!â
The butler was dumbfounded. Maâam, did you really mean that?
âLee, you have watched Sir grow up, you canât just give in to him all the time. When you need to eavesdrop, you do it! Desperate time calls for desperate measures! This child has never touched a woman all these years. Do you think... that he would have some problems in that area?â
The butler blushed, wondering why Maâam brought up this topic with him.
He gave a cough and answered seriously, âMaâam, I really donât know.â
âLee, you are great at everything, but you are too serious! Did he use those things I asked you to put in his room previously?â
The butler was red like a tomato. âNo, he didnât.â
âHe didnât?â The voice on the line sounded confused. âIs he not interested in that? Or...â
âMaâam, if thereâs nothing else, I will hang up now. Sir is asking for me.â The butler could continue with the conversation no more.
âLee, donât go, Iâm not done yet, I-I...â
The butler hung up the phone with a loud thud and wiped his brows, intent on making fewer calls to Maâam from then on.
The way Maâam showed concern towards Sir was becoming increasingly...
Just a few days ago, Maâam had asked him if Sir had secretly washed his underwear or something. The butler was flabbergasted and had replied that Sir had always been washing his own underwear, he would not have known about such things.
Si Zhengting entered the living room and headed straight upstairs.
He was in a good mood, and there was a spring in his steps. He quickly approached the bedroom and entered, hearing the shower on in the bathroom.
In the bathroom, Zhuang Nainai left the tap running and stared blankly in front of her.
She was elated when Si Zhengting had asked for them to start afresh, but they were going to meet... her?
Zhuang Nainai clenched her fists and drooped her head.
She did not wish to meet her. If given a choice, she would rather not be together with Si Zhengting than cross her path again.
There was a tug on her lips and Zhuang Nainai suddenly realized something. She thought it over again and was back to square one.
She lost track of time. A knock on the door broke her trance.
Zhuang Nainai jumped and asked hurriedly, âWh-what is it?â
A clear manâs voice replied from outside, âAre you still not done?â
Zhuang Nainai looked at the time. She had already spent one hour in the bathroom!