Sweet and sour pork ribs

Cheng Anyue's entire body trembled. Was he talking to her?

Although she had lived with the an family for a month, she could count the number of times she had spoken to him. Therefore, she was a little uncertain now.

"You didn't hear me?" The voice did not cause any waves, but it was not angry, but it was awe-inspiring.

Cheng Anyue was even more afraid. Looking into his deep eyes, she immediately lowered her head and walked over.

An Shijin looked at the young lady walking by the table. She had her head lowered as if she had done something wrong.

He could feel that she was afraid of him.

"Sit down and have breakfast."

"Yes!" "Yes," Cheng Anyue replied. She sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat her breakfast, but she didn't dare to raise her head again.

Very quickly, she felt the person beside her stand up and leave.

"Young master, are we going to the office now?" The Butler asked.