"Uncle Zhang, how is grandpa today?" Dongfang Yanye said to the butler Uncle Zhang who looked uncomfortable while buttoning his cuffs.
"Master, master, he, he's gone." Uncle Zhang seemed to be unable to bear it, but he finally said it hesitantly, with traces of wet tears faintly visible on his old cheeks.
Dongfang Yanye was shocked after hearing this. His body trembled obviously. For a moment, he felt as if his soul had left his body. He staggered and rushed out with his light empty shell.
"Master, wait for me!" Uncle Zhang, the butler, chased after him. Of course he knew that the master had loved and loved the master since childhood, and the master also loved the master very much, even more than he loved his father.
Su Ziyue only heard the sound of people talking downstairs, but after a while, there was no sound. She walked downstairs step by step, holding on to the exquisitely crafted stair railings with her bare feet.
But to her surprise, the entire hall was empty, except for the gold-inlaid door, which was open and the gorgeous crystal chandeliers were shining with dazzling light.
"Bad man, are you there?" Su Ziyue called out tentatively, but all she got in response was the same echo, and she felt scared.
Could it be that she is the only one in this house now? Su Ziyue felt creepy thinking about this. She was most afraid of being alone, and she was still in such a big house.
She wanted to run upstairs quickly and cover herself with a quilt and sleep, but her unruly stomach growled again. A piece of cake was simply not enough to fill her stomach. She had no choice but to bravely go to the kitchen to find something to eat.
Oh my God! How can there be such a clean, brand-new and spotless kitchen in the world? It’s as if it has never been used.
Su Ziyue's eyes widened in shock. She opened the cabinet and found only a crystal cup, a porcelain plate, a pair of knives and forks, and a pair of silver-plated chopsticks.
Why is there one portion of everything? A big question mark appeared in Su Ziyue’s mind
She opened the luxurious gold-plated refrigerator again, but there was nothing in it except some bottled water and a few eggs. She had no choice but to take a few eggs and prepare to make some poached eggs.
But you always think about things well, but doing them is another matter
"Bang, boom...!" Various deafening crackling sounds continued to come from the kitchen, and through the thick layer of oil smoke, one could see Su Ziyue's petite and busy figure constantly shuttling back and forth.