Apology

After leaving the house, Meixiu brought her mother to Yuan's apartment in a limousine. Of course, this limousine belonged to Meifeng despite her status as a servant, as she was only second in rank in the Yu Family, directly below Yu Rou and her parents.

"The Young Master is currently living in this apartment?" Meifeng raised her eyebrows upon arriving at the place.

While the apartment wasn't too bad, it wasn't fitting for someone like Yuan— at least that's what Meifeng thought.

In her mind, a genius like Yuan, someone who can literally make money rain with his god-like musical talents, doesn't deserve to live in an apartment with hundreds of other individuals.

Sometime later, they entered the elevator and quickly made their way to the 17th floor.

Klack.

Meixiu opened the door to 17F with her keys and said, "Young Master, I'm home."