"First Miss, bad news, bad news..." Moyan rushed in and said, looking at Shao Yanru, who was in the room, in panic with a pale face.

"Why do you make such a fuss? Is this how you behave in front of an emergency as my maid?" Shao Yanru said coldly with her smiling face turning cold. Meanwhile, she had a bad intuition, so she held the teacup but didn't drink the tea immediately.

As her trusted maid, Moyan was capable of handling various things and had never been so ...