Seeing Zhao Bobo's increasingly arrogant and despotic expression, the butler Nanny Zhang's heart jumped. He raised his hand, wanting to teach this woman who did not know how to react.
"Pa …"
A bright red handprint clearly fell on Zhao Bobo's face, making it felt weird. Zhao Bobo clearly had time to dodge, but … She didn't!
"Elder Sister Lian, I know you don't like me, but you can't let your servant do as he pleases …"
It was unknown whether he was stunned or not, but Zhao Bobo covered half of his face, and his tone became gentle, as though he had suffered a great grievance.
Nanny Zhang and Su Qinglian were stunned at the same time. Just as they were about to speak, Zhao Bobo spoke again.