The next day, when Qiao Xi woke up and found that it was extremely quiet downstairs, she suddenly remembered that the servants in the villa had all been fired by Gu Zheng yesterday.
Gu Zheng crossed his long legs and leaned against the sofa as he casually flipped through some documents. When he saw Qiao Xi come downstairs, he raised his chin toward the direction of the dining room. "Let's go eat breakfast."
Song Shiyu stuck his head out of the kitchen. "Madam, you're awake? Breakfast will be ready soon."
Qiao Xi came to the dining room and pulled out a chair. She propped her chin with one hand as she watched Song Shiyu busy himself in the kitchen. "Why are you cooking in the kitchen? We don't have new servants yet?"
Song Shiyu wiped his hands. "President Gu wants you to pick the servants."
Qiao Xi said, "Ah, it's too troublesome. Just do handle it as you see fit."
Gu Zheng tossed the documents onto the sofa and said coldly, "So fickle-minded!"