Xia Weibao was a bit puzzled, "Housekeeper Fu, how did you know I was coming back tonight?"
"It was firs..."
Housekeeper Fu almost slipped up; it was the sir who called to say so.
Fortunately, he stopped in time.
"First what?" Xia Weibao was confused.
"It was firs... someone informed me beforehand."
"Who?" Xia Weibao was even more confused, thinking of something, and asked, "Was it someone from the Presidential Mansion?"
"Yes, it was someone from the Presidential Mansion," Housekeeper Fu nodded along.
Xia Weibao nodded, not pursuing further.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped, "Housekeeper Fu, has Director Lu not come back yet?"
Housekeeper Fu opened his eyes wide, then shook his head, "No."
Strange, wasn't it the sir who rescued the young mistress?
If not, how did the sir know the young mistress was already on her way back?
He had specifically instructed him to prepare hot water and make supper.
