After taking the hangover medicine, I got a good night’s sleep again. Grace Ye woke up in the morning without too much hangover headache. There was no one around and I didn’t know when to leave.
It’s not too late. Grace Ye went downstairs after washing, Ethan Luo single-handedly pocketed, holding a mobile phone in one hand and making a call.
When the housekeeper saw her come down, she stepped forward and asked, “Miss Ye, breakfast is ready. Do you have anything to eat?”
Grace Ye smiled politely, “What to eat and what to eat.”
Soon Ethan Luo hung up the phone and walked in. As usual, her indifferent eyes swept across her face. The servant arranged the breakfast on the long table in sequence, and Grace Ye and he held each side.
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