บท 586: Huai’an’s Charm Is Great

Chu Jiaoyang was a little surprised that she had hit someone. She retreated a step, her chest heaving up and down violently.

The butler took another look at the young lady. There were tear droplets on her dense and long eyelashes, and her dark and pretty eyes were washed by tears, appearing bright.

Her expression was like that of a little white rabbit, making the butler unable to reprimand her.

Men had a natural weakness for delicate women, and the butler was a heterosexual male, so naturally, he was unable to withstand the way that young lady looked—like she was about to burst into tears at any moment. This was especially so since she was such a pretty lady.

Chu Jiaoyang's pitiful and pretty face was rather useful.

Chu Jiaoyang didn't apologize, but the way she bit her lip and gazed apologetically at the butler was enough to appease him.