Early the next morning, Feng Yiqian came home with a sugar figurine in his hand.
He had visited an intangible cultural heritage museum while filming a variety show yesterday and asked a craftsman to make it.
Although he had kept it in the fridge, the weather was hot, and it had still melted beyond recognition.
"Where's my darling Butler Tao~?" Feng Yiqian wandered around the living room. "Don't tell me he's still asleep?"
"How can he sleep so much? It's already ten," Feng Yiqian grumbled. Still, he didn't go wake Tao Zhiyan. Instead, he held the sugar figurine up for Aunt Zhao to see. "What do you think? I specifically asked the craftsman to make Butler Tao!"
"Does it look like him?" Feng Yiqian studied the melted figurine. "Huh? I don't remember it looking like this yesterday."
Aunt Zhao didn't look at the melted candy. She simply looked at Feng Yiqian, her eyes reddening.
"Well..." Aunt Li hesitated. "Young Master Yiqian..."
Only then did Feng Yiqian notice something was wrong. His smile faded. "What happened?"
Aunt Zhao and Aunt Li were clearly upset, and the other servants didn't look much better.
Every last one of them looked so solemn.
Feng Yiqian rubbed his chin.
Was the Feng Family going bankrupt?
"It's not that Butler Tao hasn't woken up," Aunt Li sighed. "He's gone..."
Gone?
Feng Yiqian blinked.
Gone where?
Did butlers go on business trips too?
"I don't know what happened between the eldest young master and Butler Tao," Aunt Li said. "Butler Tao suddenly contacted me last night and asked me to throw away everything in his room."
"I was wondering what was going on, but when I got here today..." Aunt Li pressed her lips together, pausing for several seconds before adding, "Butler Tao had already resigned."
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