C200 His Little Cotton Jacket

The butler still had a smile on his face that he couldn't retract in time. Looking at Zuo Fengnan's pitch-black eyes, he immediately stood up.

The embarrassed Xia Zhixing didn't have time to care whether he heard or what she heard. She urged Zuo Fengnan to "leave quickly". The steward who escaped death touched her chest and could clearly feel its lingering fear