After completing her morning routine, Xia Yuqing practically skipped downstairs, brimming with excitement. She waltzed into the kitchen, where Housekeeper Xu and the chef were busy at work. Seeing her, they both froze mid-motion, as if a rare beast had wandered into their domain.
"Good morning, Madam!" they greeted in unison, their voices laced with surprise.
She nodded, her eyes scanning the kitchen like a general inspecting a battlefield. Pots simmered, steam curled through the air, and the scent of breakfast lingered deliciously.
"Madam, do you need something? Or is there anything special you'd like for breakfast?" Housekeeper Xu asked cautiously.
Xia Yuqing shook her head. "Is breakfast ready?"
