Fortune-Teller?

After Nora took a bath and changed into the clothes that didn't really fit her, she stood in front of the mirror looking at her reflection. Even though she was in an oversized shirt and jeans, she found these clothes a lot more acceptable than the ones she took off.

When she walked out of the room, she found the same maid waiting for her outside with a polite smile and led her towards the dining room where Xin Zimen was sitting with a newspaper in his hands.

"Where is everyone? Why is it that no one in this house listens to me? I asked for my morning tea fifteen minutes ago," he was grumbling in annoyance.

"Maybe you should act like the master of the house once in a while and everyone will start listening to you," said Xin Kuan who was sitting beside him.

Xin Zimen looked up at him as he said, "Brother Kuan, except for you everyone thinks that I'm the master of the house.

"That's what you think," said Xin Kuan as he stood up to leave.