Xia Shoujing stood in front of the hall, feeling that her hands and feet were bound by iron wire, so that she didn't know what to do.
"Miss Xia, come in! Our Young Master is recuperating upstairs." He Yong said to Xia Taiping peacefully.
Xia Xinxin nodded and walked in with her clothes. Looking at the huge villa, she couldn't help but click in her heart. "Will she clean up the whole villa in the future? Then she can't clean up the villa all day long!"
Various thoughts were surging in Xia Shoujing's heart. He Yong led her upstairs and said, "Let me take you to your room first."
Xia Xinxin nodded and followed He Yong to go upstairs, stepping on the high-grade floor step by step, holding the white ivory armrest, and her heart also became nervous.
At this moment, she heard a series of steady footsteps coming from the corridor. She had just stepped up to the second floor's porch and her figure suddenly became tight.