C539 Miss Kindness

The next day.

Zhao Muxue wore a dress that barely covered her proud figure. She swung her long, pure white legs and lazily laid on the sofa. Her eyes, however, were very cold.

At this time.

A gloomy-looking servant rushed in.

Facing Zhao Muxue, the servant quickly kneeled on the ground, his forehead full of cold sweat.

"Miss, young master, he..