"Come back!" Haiyue endured the burning sensation on her skin and called to the little maid who was running out in a panic. "I'm fine... Just apply some medicine. There's no need to call Dr. Xia."
"But..." Butler Li looked at her red arms with a troubled expression on his face.
"I'm really fine!" Haiyue didn't lie. Although the direction of the fall caused the entire bowl of soup to fall on her arm, the temperature of the soup had dropped a lot after standing for so long, so the injury on her hand was not serious.
It was serious, just a slight redness and a faint burning pain. Haiyue could handle this minor injury by herself, and it was not serious enough to call a doctor.
In order to prove that she was fine, Haiyue broke away from Butler Li's hand and walked towards the nearest bathroom. She said to Butler Li and the maids who were following her, "Please bring me some ointment and gauze, thank you."
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Butler Li didn't hesitate for a moment. After telling the maid to take good care of Hai Yue, he immediately turned around and left. A few minutes later, he brought what Hai Yue wanted.
"Madam, what you want."
"Thank you." Haiyue turned to Butler Li and smiled, "Please put them on the table in the living room. I will go out in a while. Also, Butler Li, can you please not call me wife?"
The word "ma'am" sounds a bit like calling a middle-aged woman. She is only twenty years old and doesn't want to be called that old at all...
"Ah?" Butler Li was stunned. He didn't understand why Haiyue suddenly brought up this matter. He had stayed in Sikong's house for nearly fifty years and had three mistresses. He was always called "Mrs.". Butler Li was confused.
,"Why?"
Haiyue twitched the corners of her eyes, "Don't you think that the word wife sounds a lot like the feeling of old Shanghai in the 1930s?"
"Then..." Butler Li's always professional and perfect face showed a little crack. He opened and closed his mouth several times before he made a sound with difficulty, "What should I call my wife?"
"... Just call me by my name."
"Name?!" Butler Li turned pale in shock. The reason why he has been able to stay at Sikong's house for nearly fifty years is not only because he has always performed perfectly at work without making any mistakes, but also because he has not made any mistakes.
There have been incidents where disrespectful words were used towards the owner!
And now, this new wife actually wants to call her by her first name!
Butler Li felt that at that moment, the sky was about to fall! He looked straight and rejected Haiyue's proposal righteously, "No! The wife is the wife! As servants, how can we call the wife by her first name beyond the hierarchy?
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maid……
Does Butler Li think they are living in ancient times or the Republic of China? What kind of era is this? There is still the word servant...
The black line of the sea and moon is endless, "it's just a title."
"If it doesn't work, it won't work! This is a matter of etiquette, and it must not be broken!" Butler Li insisted unusually.
"..." Okay, this is etiquette. Haiyue was speechless for a while, and decided not to argue with him anymore, "We won't discuss this anymore, you can call it whatever you like. Butler Li, can you please help me get a dry bar?"
Can you bring me your towel?"
"Yes." Butler Li stretched out his hand, and the maid behind him immediately handed over a dry towel.
After Haiyue thanked her, she took the towel and wiped the water on her arms before walking out.