When the butler saw that Lu Zhengwei was losing his temper, she slowly retreated, trying her best to minimize her presence, in case he accidentally hit her head.

Ever since Young Master married Young Mistress, Young Master's temper had become more and more irritable day by day, and he was always throwing things.

The butler looked at the glasses and kettles on the table with a trace of sympathy on his face. How many times had he changed them this week? ...