"Yes, Young Madam." Housekeeper Wu nodded, then turned and went downstairs to give the instructions. Before leaving, he glanced worriedly at Xiahou Xiu Yun.
This old lady, why does she always cause so much trouble?
In the vast living room, only Xiahou Xiu Yun and Ran Xiangsi were left.
Xiahou Xiu Yun's eyes were full of assessing colors, constantly sweeping back and forth on Ran Xiangsi.
Until Ran Xiangsi felt a bit awkward, "Grandma, what are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"
"You're called Xiangsi, right? Nice name, nice person too... How old are you? Which university did you graduate from? What's your major? Where are your parents from?"
Ran Xiangsi, "..."
She suddenly felt that this old lady seemed to be checking the household register.
At this time, Housekeeper Wu had already returned.
