Being thrown out meant that Shen Yanxiao might miss many clues, so she could only silently get up and walk to the front pavilion.
Even in Shen Yanxiao's past life, she had never done anything like cooking.
When she saw the empty kitchen, she was thoroughly speechless.
There was not even a grain of rice here, what could she cook?
Has that Qing Jun's brain been squeezed by the door?
Just when Shen Yanxiao doubted whether there was something wrong with Qing Jun's brain, a series of knocks came from the gate.
Shen Yanxiao quickly ran to the gate and opened it.
Outside the gate, she saw a female devil in a cloak looking at Shen Yanxiao in a daze.
"You are?" The female devil asked.
"I am the maid of Lord Qing Jun," Shen Yanxiao replied.
