A faint fragrance filled the air, refreshing the senses.
Si Ruowei struggled to stand, her legs gave out and she knelt on the ground again, her expression frightened.
Old Master Si walked out with a cane and gave his niece a stern look, kicking her on the buttocks, reprimanding, "Useless thing, didn't I tell you to make tea?"
How dare you neglect the boss's guest, I'll sell you to Ge Wuji Town later.
Originally a cold-blooded assassin, Si Ruowei at this moment felt a sense of grievance like a little girl.
She raised her eyes faintly, the meaning was clear.
Why don't you do it yourself!
Old Master Si snorted, just as he was about to pick up the porcelain bottle, he was met with the woman's chilling gaze.
With a clang, the old man's cane fell to the ground, nearly breaking the porcelain bottle.
"I'll go make the tea!"
The ruler of the Si family smiled wryly like an old quail and turned into the kitchen.
"Don't scare them like that."
