Su Xingyue nodded her head. Although she was the mistress of the Nan Family, she had no understanding of all those trivial matters and didn't know how to deal with them next.
Soon, Nan Yuling had carried Su Xingyue back to the bedroom.
He placed her on the sofa, bent down to leave a kiss on the corner of her lips, then turned to leave.
"Nan Yuling, can we…" Su Xingyue couldn't help but speak.
The butler was Yi Feng's biological grandmother, and he must be very sad right now. She wanted to urge Nan Yuling to keep his temper in check so he wouldn't take his frustrations out on others later.
Nan Yuling's departing footsteps halted, frowning involuntarily upon hearing her concern for another man.
"I'll handle it!"
After his words fell, Nan Yuling turned and left the bedroom.
Listening to the fading footsteps, Su Xingyue sighed and remembered the words she had promised the butler before she left.