Fang Xinxin looked at him in confusion. "There aren't any maids in the room?"
Bai Qinghao's gaze flitted to Fang Manxue. "Isn't she right here."
"…"
Only Bai Qinghao could come up with this method of stepping on her second sister's pride. A moment ago, Fang Xinxin had been angry that he agreed to eat the food cooked by her sister. Now, her mood was great.
"I'm satisfied, very satisfied. After all, my second sister's service as a maid is extremely expensive. Most people won't be able to afford it."
"Hahaha…" Bai Qinghao laughed softly.
"My Xinxin is becoming more and more funny."
Fang Manxue, whose anger had been about to erupt, witnessed Bai Qinghao's ridiculously handsome smile and immediately became dazed.
After so many years, this was her first time seeing Bai Qinghao smile. Even though he was mocking her, he was still attractive to the point where one could not help but feel enchanted.
