Fang Yao glanced at the butler and said calmly, "She asked me to send her back because she wanted to ask if I liked the gift she gave me."
"What did you say?" Thinking of Fang Yao's expression when he saw her gift the other day, the butler could not help but laugh.
"I said that you liked yours very much, but your legs haven't been working well recently. Maybe it's because of old age, I said." Fang Yao looked at the butler's gradually fading smile. A smile appeared on his lips. He continued, "Yin Xun said that she would keep that in mind. It seems she plans to give you a walking stick."
After saying that, Fang Yao walked straight into the house.
"!" The butler's face was filled with shock. He immediately raised his feet and chased after Fang Yao. "Young Master, I only poked a little fun at you, right? Do you have to bear such a huge grudge? I believe my legs are in great shape. Why don't you tell Miss Yin…"