Tang Buqi was equally baffled by this request. As someone from the Worldly Society, why would you bother bringing a maid with you everywhere? Isn't it cumbersome? I said just yesterday that I didn't even want to take my own maid out with me, and now you're doing the opposite. Are you really planning to swap situations with me?
But to him, a maid whose face was unfamiliar to the guests was truly not a big deal, and he couldn't be bothered to think more about it. He waved his hand and said, "If you want her, she's yours. It's not a big deal. I'll just notify the steward later to register her under your name."
Zhao Changhe winked at Sisi, implying she should now call him "Young Master."
Sisi kept a straight face, unresponsive.
Now things were tricky. Change her registration? Once you do that, you'll find out there's no one named Sisi in the residence! What on earth is this guy up to? What does he need a maid for?
