Zhou Xinyao arrived at the West Suburb Villa, but there was nobody home.
"Where's my cousin?"
Maid Zhang shook her head, "I don't know. Both sir and madam went out today and didn't say where they were going."
"What the— they don't pick up the phone, can't be found anywhere; what's the point of having a cellphone?" Zhou Xinyao sighed in resignation, "Do you know when they'll be back?"
"I don't know," Maid Zhang answered truthfully.
"How come you don't know anything~" Zhou Xinyao pouted, "Don't you have any idea where they like to go on the weekends?"
"Miss Zhou, don't make it difficult for me, I really don't know."
Zhou Xinyao glanced at her, walked to the living room, and sat down, "Make me a cup of coffee."
Maid Zhang reluctantly returned to the kitchen, feeling disgruntled. "Bossing around in someone else's house without any manners, you really are spoiled rotten," she muttered under her breath, but Zhou Xinyao, who was coming her way, heard her, "What did you say?"
