Feng Yan walked downstairs, Ai Ling was cleaning in the living room downstairs, and when she saw her coming down, she immediately greeted: "Morning, Miss." ”

Feng Yan nodded and asked, "What about Aunt Zhang?"

"Preparing breakfast in the kitchen, does the eldest lady want to have breakfast now?" Ai Ling asked.

Feng Yan shook his head......

Chapter 118 She's not a maid and is in the middle of a hand, please wait a moment,

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