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083 Talking? 2 more

When Fred saw her coming down, he felt happy, but on the surface he deliberately darkened his face and complained: "Why is it so slow!"

Xichen didn't say much and went directly to the dining table to prepare for the meal.

Fred glanced at her in surprise, why did this girl have such a heavy expression?

But it doesn't matter, as long as he sees her, he feels much better.

Uncharacteristically, Fred ate all his breakfast.

Xichen never likes to waste, and the breakfast prepared by the housekeeper was just right, so she ate it all.

After Fred finished eating, he went to the sofa in the living room, picked up the newspaper, and read it carefully.

Xichen was sitting on the sofa opposite him, looking at him as if waiting for his resignation.

At this moment, Yulit on the side said with a smile: "Miss Pan, the master likes you very much. Look, you are here and he even ate breakfast."

As soon as he said these words, as expected, Yulit was immediately glared hard by Fred's deep eyes, and then his pleasant voice sounded sinisterly: "Yuli

Te, when did you become so talkative? Huh?"

When Yulit saw this, he quickly shut up and left to do his own thing.

Xichen, on the other hand, couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

"Why are you laughing?" Fred asked angrily.

Deep down in my heart, I felt a little guilty like a child who was caught doing something bad.

"It's nothing." Xichen quickly closed his mouth. However, that cute little face was still full of smiles.

This feeling made Fred feel very uncomfortable.

At the age of twenty-nine, he was used to having everything in his own hands. Xichen's behavior now made him feel as if his inner thoughts had been exposed.

"Ulett." Fred put the newspaper away and called.

"Master, I'm here." Ullit immediately stopped instructing the maid to clear the table, turned around, bowed slightly, and responded very respectfully.

"Take Xichen to her room." Fred spoke in a domineering tone, like a king.

"Yes." Of course Yulit did not dare to object, and immediately said to Xichen, "Miss Pan, please come with me."


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